conformed
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You gave me wings, and broke them.
Then begged me not to fly.
you might not have caged me.
but you taught me not to try.
A muddled society is what we've become.
Contentious and so delicate of the facts.
Rioting over our facebook roots,
That's our knowledge,
It's become painfully inevitable.
Conformed,
Uninterested,
