I see a broken world wither and bleed before my eyes.
Polluted, diseased, engulfed in acrimony.

Are we all mindless drones, conforming; not thinking for ourselves?
We've lost our way.

If only we could find a way to escape from all the lies and torment. Together we could search for the answers, while we still can.
We have to discover our potential.

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