.To the wearer, to the victim:
Forget them, for they will be forgotten.
With anchor and a spade in hand,
I've dug a hole to bury the naysayer.
It's suffocating, so get up and take back your air,
It's the new fashion, every face like every other.
You're not like them, so get up.
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