independece
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It must be right,
No chance in might,
I dont have it, then future's not bright,
So what can I do? I can't fight,
I'm no knight.
But I can make this right,
Stop this blight,
The Schism
You’re a bit lost now
I once received
A ridiculous notion
I temporarily believed
Soul oppression, it did achieve
You’re put into groups of those who are supposed
To shut up and keep their heads down.
You’re asked to “speak up” when spoken to
And when you do without asking
They tell you to “quiet down”
