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 | A wall, that is made of hardened plastic chemicals and your fear of being a dolphin among sharks... Either protects or incarcerates a gargantuan selfish cruel cell. A wall made to correct and to serve those who fambles and veers off the straight road... | |
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| A wall built with inspiration and hope to try organize and make perfect an imperfect organism... A wall made by the same pathetic souls that it jails, dirt-poor souls only having enough to make but not to break... | |
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| ok, gotcha, so what is it trying to imply? | |
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| well, it seems to imply, that you, being my arrogant boss, is not doing a good job, protecting my freedom... | |
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| that's bull. go back to work you f#*k. | |
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