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A Man

there is a man
sitting on my shoulder.
he tells me to give in
that together we could
Be Great.

there is a man
who sits on my shoulder.
he asks why I bother
says in the end
Its Worthless

there is a man
seated on my shoulder.
he whispers in my ear.
it's all lies and propaganda
But Its Pretty

there was a man
who once sat on my shoulder.
he speaks no more
the silence is
Uplifting.
Written by Judas_Kesler (Judas Kesler)
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