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Designed to have better control,
Over you and I.
Two worlds two lives,
Same rules we must abide by,
You and I.
Poor, rich, upper, middle, lower all equal in fragile state,
You and I.
You and I.
Normal is nonexistent,
Freedom is a lie,
Good and bad is prospective only,
Built to contain, me and you.

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