Weakness apathy to yourself gloom looking for a kindred for years
You were a muff
You fell into mud
You ran for a change
You rap your fingers and rap out of your house out of your past raze it to the
ground
You hide in a way out and think there is nothing to shout
Your hide makes you blind and all you find seem to be friends of your mind.
Self-confident and organized you are part of them but now you realize you see
what they have done and recognize the swastika the stretched out arms.
What did you do?

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