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Electric Rejected


We sit as waned people,

Free with a strange feel.

Living life in a frame,

Freedom shamed with no blame.

Time to complain.

Refrain and play games.

Wait so time will change,

Too late.

Now the strong utters,

Coming from weakened others.

Who the spotlight shines bright,

Speak out of freight

To an audience of night.

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