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Stranger to the crowds
Existence within a community of the Proud
Empty from the Arbitrary nonsense
You place a hand on pretense
Learn the culture of the mindless
Yearn the creature of the blameless
One Two and a Jagged Blade
Three Four to a Silver Spade
Split these emotions with a beat
Admitting that once had defeat
Strangers to come to the distance
Knowing I only had one Stance
Listen to my anger in conscienceless
Dragging Violins pace from being emotionless
Mirrors reflection projected the negative
Swept up the acts that were positive
Spreading out thinner than once known
Follows to a path that is blown
Leading back to a stranger
In a Society of anger
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