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If I could stay mad enough maybe I'd leave but
you have to understand this runs twenty-two years
deep. Everyone wants it all. Everyone needs a
place. You can destroy or you can create. All I
know is all that I know and I know we all just
beguile the time. But it all catches up and it's
all so fucked up. Only time will tell. Common
ground can't be found from atop a hill looking
down. Look around. Take me to sleep. Put me to
weep. Can't you see that you've given your souls
up for keeps? We send in poor people to fight
other poor people. We send in our brothers and
sisters and daughters and sons. There is no
difference. We send in to kill while we sit on
our asses and watch green screens infotain all
day long. It hits like a ton of feathers. Oh, how
it echoes. Oh, when it echoes.