whatarewe?
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What if all we are,
Is the product of a dream?
Some slumbering mind ranging far,
Projecting us from the stream,
Of thought and delight
As it passes through the night?
They say there patriotic
They fly a flag of lies
They say their bringing freedom
So they kill their fellow kind?
They say our countries worth it
They march in Nazi lines
