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Mindlessly in universe,
We march thru all bones.
programmed by instinct and compulsion,
we eat the flesh of our own
lest "I" face death.

Each puppet, puppeteer'ed
Each puppeteer, a puppet.
Written by Tristitude
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Again not really sure where to go with this but ill still post it
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