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Nothing learned. Fear assassin. Friends assessing. Count your blessings. I'm addressing To the masses, The working classes, From my tower. I live in terror. My will to power From small crop sharer. Who best suited To lead the people? You're all recruited To climb the steeple. Once we conquer, Then we'll squash. Absolve our rancor. These hands, we'll wash. Then I'll tell you Who we are. In the mirror You'll see the scar. Look behind you. Pat your back. They will find you And attack. 12/10/25 ZONE S3E6
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