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One love, oops, too late.
Too short a time to get to know you Falling falling I kept on Falling So different yet so the same We could have sailed the world together You'd be the captain and I your first mate
"First step's so called education, next we bring assimilation. We keep you passified so you will follow" Send out the soldiers & fill up the prisons, Stand in line for superficial pleasures
You're a note sent from heaven, To this battle field in hell. I wish I could kiss you here and the worries farewell. Every letter written carefully By a steady hand in ink.