Locked inside the silent world Beyond the sounds to hear no word Seeing things to them unknown Through the life with dreams destroyed There is nothing inside that should be fulfilled Are they clowns for us to see They are wictims of our philosophy Walls of doubt, silence and fear Subscounciousness thoughts they will never hear Inside these lies there will never be Tolerance our justice will beat No one outside will care for them To laugh or cry that choice is left Happyness they can not reach False truth they must preach
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