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If all we are is what we've done
Then even for those I love, I can't say much.
Others voices shape desires
Our vices accumulate years of wasted time.
Is there really a destined path?
Or is it meant that we are always lost?

To a community in shambles,
What is your excuse?
You're the product of a doctrine whose exemptions you've abused.
It's not an indiscriminate, all-inclusive liberal commune, it's autonomy.
It comes from self-awareness, not volume.
When your false conception of unity outsourced effort to the group "strength in numbers" only served to fucking carry you.
You could've just admitted in the end you'd pick and choose.

Five severed fingers do not make a hand.
Insurrection isn't meant for the world to understand.
Revolution isn't palatable, it's blatantly complicit.
You won't get an apology if you find that dismissive
Your picket is a clumsy stampede of self-interest.
While the wolves stalk their prey from concealment of the thickets.

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from Jam Room Demo, released July 30, 2013

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