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Is it our battle,

Is it ours to fight?

Diminishing the struggle

Try to leave behind

Messing up, running in circles

Never waking up in time

Won't you tell me

What is on your mind?

Trying to act

As they command

In search of the reasons

Having to live

As they demand

But it feels like treason

It isn't like

I hadn't been warned

By those unsucceeded

Angry and grim

Ready and armed

But torn into pieces

Nowhere the salvation

Nothing more to find

Summoning their armies,

Executioners and spies

Propagandic, parasocial

Isolation, fear to die

A thought I can't get rid of

Should've woken up in time