swift wind,floating land thats where everything falls out of hand.love,hate,& redemptionall come out of the comformist's mouth we are the true people of the world.this poem speaks the thruth because all of the world is dying.WE ARE THE PRDUCERS LET US PROTECT YOU.they push thier beliefs on us because we are the youth of the world,we need to change the ways of capitalist pigs to have a better to mmorow.money dont make the world go 'round no more honey we the youth do
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