dolls of the law

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Caught in a monitored dollhouse,
following their orders.
Don't you dare to grouse,
or we get fenced in borders.

Only one wall is missing,
They can push us out, hissing.

But before we land,
on the ground of reality.
They grab us by the hand,
and show us we're nobody.

You will never find out,
where the dollhouse is.
But without any doubt,
you're already part of this.

Now you're pondering.
Come on, keep on wondering.

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