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I stand outside the system

And people think I am alone,

In a cold wasteland

Growing bitter and old

But the truth is there are many

Enjoying its warmth just like me,

And we sing and we dance as we party,

Safe in the mind we are free of control

Free from the suffering of denying our soul,

We are our own authority

We are what we choose,

We are not mindless followers

We are wise beings and not fools.

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