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Prophet of Gags and Blades.

Cracks
branch out,
begin to overtake,
pieces break

away. Divided, knives
to each
other’s throats,

everybody
is trying to talk over
someone else, nobody
is listening.

Get the feeling
that we cannot win,
none of us, the game
is rigged,

and we are all
fucking doomed.

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