We are the boat,
The ship of fools. We navigate the unknown And the conversation has changed To a new place. It was an old place of extinction: Extinguished but burning. We are the boat, The ship of fools sailing And the way is obvious To the wisdom of the foolish, A conflict for the pwoerful And I care more.
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