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To claim what you stole.</p><p id="e826">You may spy on us With those numerous <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-is-happening-medium-c403cad9a3b1">Fake profiles</a> Following us, listening to our words, We are not afraid.</p><p id="6afc">We are the power of the people Under the layers of words like stings, Which you’ve been deposed on us, We just claim who we are. We are no longer intoxicated By your false concepts. like skin color, sexual orientation.. Or anything else from you.</p><p id="d403">We draw from our archaic identity Opening our arms in Love, This very vibration that will kill you.</p><div id="0fb4" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-is-happening-medium-c403cad9a3b1"> <div> <div> <h2>What is happening, Medium?</h2> <div><h3>Anybody else having a rain of

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The last battle

Succumbing under the number

Overthrowing our kings of sham

Photo by Ferran Feixas on Unsplash

For the decontainment, I dream of a carnival of fools, which overthrows our kings of sham. — Alain Damasio

We don’t want Your fake power Leave us free out Of your toxic words.

Spiritual powers! Give us your support we’ll never betray you!

Our only shield Is our real id. We come forward, naked head, offered body, To claim what you stole.

You may spy on us With those numerous Fake profiles Following us, listening to our words, We are not afraid.

We are the power of the people Under the layers of words like stings, Which you’ve been deposed on us, We just claim who we are. We are no longer intoxicated By your false concepts. like skin color, sexual orientation.. Or anything else from you.

We draw from our archaic identity Opening our arms in Love, This very vibration that will kill you.

Love
Fighting
Protest
Poetry
Consciousness
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