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Penniless Thoughts

I often think of the future, and I am unable to sleep. I wish for monumental change—hypocrites painting pictures of their lesser evils. We cannot feel our tears because of the rain. A choice spins in the roulette; my dream is breathless in the sarcophagus.

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