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.: Thursday, October 30, 2003 :.
a hundred million reasons
form a hundred million more,
you watch the world crumble,
but what forever for.
the ideas of a few,
shape the being of a whole,
the darkness of official,
stains your face like that of coal.
the futures set in motion,
a thousand years will pass,
tommorow's just a token,
stop on go and get your cash.
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