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foreign figures
Remote from one another
Wild creature
Lost of shelter
Stand still
linear the stone path
Savour similar time
Wade to think
Nothing can shift
Solely the air
shift the solemn leaves
Fragmented our time
Silent of word

Lands cut into squares
Controlled
Formulated space to seek
Something alien as so are you
All the same
They are considered
Yet all so different
Shame to see suffer
Lands run chaos with mod machine and steel diaper

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