.I steal from the beggars empty plate
And give to the fat man
I dance in the halls of the newly insane
And pray to the god that is vacant again
Dark is the shadow filled with prejudice, not pride
Worn out, unwelcome, his truth birthing lies
A whisper now speaks what word.
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