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The Man

The last of the opinions,
Was thrown into the fire.
“That’ll do it chief,
Now its time to conspire.”

The people, they’ll follow,
Their souls remaining hollow,
As they walk their lines
Ignoring all the signs.

Sound the alarm,
Wake everyone.
It’s time to inspire
And throw The Man into the fire.

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