Trust.
Be such,
an illusion.
For,
to trust,
anyone to is lose,
who you would be.
These,
beings are not,
citizens.
This,
is not a country.
To,
trust anyone here,
is to make oneself,
an employee.
Be not,
I.
Be not,
me.
For,
such stupidity was seen,
whilst being,
taught in schools,
by beings which knew not,
of that which they speak.
Beings,
which were simply seeking,
a cent.
Simply,
tethered to what,
the system expects.
They,
knew nothing,
of human.
Oh,
to be,
one which sees.
To be,
tethered to an asinine existence,
since the age of three.
To be,
surrounded by,
intensely weak entities.
Oh,
these beings.
Oh,
how such sickens me.
Oh,
the regression tethered to,
such.
The,
ruthlessness.
The,
cruelty.
For,
animals which seek to survive,
shall forever be,
the vicious kind.
Shall,
forever be,
simply animalistic entities,
absent compassion.
Absent,
comprehension of,
why.
Within such,
one can only trust,
their nature.
Trust,
their stupidity.
Trust,
their inherit narcissist tendencies.
Trust,
that they,
shall forever be,
weak beast,
constantly consuming...
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