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The real us
Challenge is Evil
Empathy is contempt
Understanding is disgust
None of this is permissible for us
We must not make friends or lovers
Let us not think that anyone will understand us
Let's cover our ears and eyes and tremble
Let us kill our principles
Let us hide our secret thoughts
Let's roll our backs and look at the pain alone
It will be easier for you
People without a voice, the world will softly murmur
You've never thought about why you don't have a voice
No one accepts me
No one loves me
No one will love me as I am
Just look at your pain and wait for death
