Oh,
it would seem,
this society simply needed,
new slaves.
For,
men are less interested,
in consumption.
Less,
interested in working,
past the simplicity of survival.
More,
be tethered to the women's,
soul.
To,
receive,
to gain.
To,
truly have something,
as their own.
Such,
was manipulated.
Be it,
this alchemical experience?
For,
sound reverberates the water within.
Constantly,
systems emit,
to all ears.
Altering such,
each second such,
passively listens.
Oh,
to be,
absent a consciousness.
To,
be stolen.
New slaves,
for a broken,
program.
For,
this meaningless,
existence.
This,
empty void.
Shall,
do nothing,
but steal one's soul.
For,
such seeks only,
to enslave,
you all...
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