There is only one.
Life.
Smash windows.
Break the looking glass.
Though tomorrow you will clear it up and pay for it.
One must pour all personal power in testimony to the higher life. Beyond the clock and stop watch.
Over the common courtesies and many mannered hills.
Rile up and exert free will.
Rise up. For tomorrow it will be over.
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