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Have you?
All is quiet at the gate,
but the still gives me chills.
An overpowering scent of hate,
I begin burning dollar bills.
All right or all wrong,
no in between.
Either weak or strong,
it remains to be seen.
The closer and closer that I get,
The more one understands.
And I'm willing to bet,
we haven't met their demands.
Have you?
*S*
