In this world of hate and deceit... will we ever be free?
Entwined by the truth, but covered in lies.
A world of disgust, that I've come to despise.
Walking on a road made of broken glass.
We have all lost our way.
Someday, we will all pay.
Trust is something that does not exist as it once did.
It has been ripped to shreds, tearing the very seams of humanity.
This is a true calamity....
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