(The) sound of intellect amplified. The illusion of changing minds. Be a positive light. Dont be a sheep. Dont be blind. But the taste of metal and a shock to the lips brings on a sudden shift to blanket statements and quotes from the usual script. We thought we'd opened our minds. The blame has just changed sides. (Reparations) This is not so black-and-white. (We're making payments) There's no wrong, there's no right. I've seen pain on either side to warrant these bitter lives. But what I've come to realize is that we just don't have time. Hide behind an attempt to offend. Advocate of a trend. So take a second thought before the signal goes out cause the cliches of the pen have made a liar of the mouth. Ideas based upon slogans and catchphrases. Building collections of worn out statements. Oh, will we ever be more than mice in mazes or will we always be making payments for reparations?

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