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  Imagine a world wherein no one had philosophy.  Imagine this world as a bigger world  with more people who were mirror images of their neighbors.  Imagine these images every day  were shattered upon rocks 
Its slumber nary broken The beast inside the mind. Pills are the token To leave the past behind. The beast inside me stirs As my heart cries out in pain From a million tiny burns Of life
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