Hour 10.

grey
monotone static of thought
one policy
one opinion
diversity lies
beyond this
never-ending feed
of force fed
sludge
red
like the wine
that trickles from
the lips
like blood
spurred by intellectual poison
white
cleansing the
dirty hands of
masses away
wiping minds
of pain
of contempt

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