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June 29, 2017

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A gelid world of silent strangers,

 

Where the heartless pass you by.

 

Wasting time a constant danger,

 

Truth and meaning morbid lies.

 

A quest for glory in an early grave,

 

The definition of a productive life.

 

Freedom earned only to be a slave,

 

The world your cell the prison life.

 

Oh George Orwell how could you,

 

Have been so terribly right.

 

The dictionary now lists post-truth,

 

As a word that bears unrivalled might.

 

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