.Tired faces scream from their bright magazines,
Got their fingernails clamped to the page,
With a look of the born to be painfully ordinary gods of a desperate age
Thereâs no stories to tell, but thereâs a spokesperson yelling
At a volume to drown out your voice,
Saying "justi.
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