February 22, 2018
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"Stars on their skulls,

faces blurring out of perfection

Let's waste no time,

Let's end them all,

let the purest race begin"


Those creatures cling to their mothers

Some of whom are ashamed 

Of the machines they created, that must be terminated

Because of them share broken parts

Some don't fight back as they are carried away


The people with cursed symbols hide in the shadows

Because in the light, the pride for their difference

Shines for all to see, and they are beaten for it

Because their brains full of other, selfish dreams

Couldn't be cleaned 


We hear all of this

And us, the monsters, they say,

Are the ones afraid

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