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Coreless, shadowless, empty vessels,
Lucky to cast a reflection, Letting the theft of our heritage Blithely escape detection, Lacking even the wherewithal The insidiousness to decry, We're hollowed-out men Huddling under The grotesque reign of the lie. David Martin |
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