Unfinished Poem #35

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And I saw, from eyes that were not mine
And I felt, with fear I could not reason

They watch us
They invade us
And keep us happy, committing treason
To a king we didn't deserve
To a son who waits weeping
That I knew, from knowledge gained while sleeping

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