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The most basic code is anger.
It is the prettiest girl.

She is working on your problems.
She is making you a new mask.

She�s here, at the end of the cage
where only some of us will turn around,

the rest stay and listen. Some will
kneel a little

and hold the black bars,
made of the spines of letters

from the future. Remember,
once you were good for nothing,

and you didn�t know it.
One day is all of them.

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