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A single lie,
Made the world burn.
A single cry,
Made the world turn.
Deceit,
Conceit.
Hatred;
And being hated.
Oh, elated and blundering fools,
I laugh at your pain.
Thrown away like tools;
With nothing to gain.
Pathetic cries and wailling;
From tortured innocence.
Don't worry about anything,
I will burn your incense.
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