You're gathering our interests to sell them to the magistrate.
Your smile is an advertisement personalized to my cognizance.
Your heart is a pixel, in the phylum of pistol shroud.
Your love is a page not found.
Problems loading your heart, this file does not exist.
Your permissions are passing the bile.
But your war-crimes got some style.
Merge your message into the
all-encompassing audience's mood.
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