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A second wind under a blazing sun.

Come together just to come undone

Birdseye view with the few

Who bare it all

For nothing and everything

There’s no aim.

Standing in place.

No rights.

No voice.

So ashamed.

I’m still not convinced.

I can’t just sit back here and wither away.

Who do you live for?

What do you stand for?

Why do you live?

Take of the fucking suite.

It doesn’t even fit.