Centre of excellence
I repeat, centre of excellence
A place where human faint-sleep
And wake like cock.
Busy with fruitless works
I repeat, busy with fruitless works
Like a failed nation,
Under the spy of a dictator.
The lungs silence our programmed lives condition to donkey's way
Yes, the lungs silence our programmed lives condition to donkey's way.
For fear of the unknown.
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