We all bathe in an ocean of helplessness and confusion,
Hoping to someday find stability in all things material.
Somehow, on the way, most of us find stability in the absence of truth,
While others begin to walk another way.
As I... as we travel that desolate road of discomfort and anger,
We somehow find solace in the very knowledge of our situation.
We don't flock together, though we would like.
We feed on knowledge of ourselves and others.
We are The Damned.
- Quelqu'un
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