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Man Made Matrix

By Evelyn Published 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read

You are nothing but shambles scattered from a tree.

Yet of the same hue of nature but you have the power to set or not to set someone free.

Are we a slave to you and the feeling that makes us in poverty feel blue?

Oh bitter sweet money tell me it is not true.

So tell me do I belong to you or do you rightfully belong to me?

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