Divided & Conquered

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Don't be sorry without the sorrow, as you're speaking honestly with hyperbole about tomorrow, holding your hand to heart as you wallow, making statements that sound like questions, so an angry response can not follow.

It's not about being a part of a side that you're choosing, and standing up when you're losing, but when winning, you're detail cruising, because your narrative is an infusion, of emotions backed by confusion.

Can we no longer agree on some form of truth? Are we passed a point of understanding, and we need to look at reconciliation as a truce? Can we overcome our delusions of identity and institutions, to band together to fight the powerful collusion?

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