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the Outlet
Pyramid
.
Rock-
Hard Leaders
Grind us with oppression.
In mid-air we're forced to conform, faces
shorn
.
Hanging and dangling, we're held captive in
Uniform. Wait--attached to their heartstrings
With care, we're spared.
Nothing down
there but
air.
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