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TOO LATE TO SHED YOUR SKIN

Imperialism is American business. Americanism is coercing the census. We've outgrown her womb. We will be crushed at the thought of making more room.
Suffering inside we will crawl. We claw at the seams. Rending the effete tissue, while lady liberty screams.

Old cells will die
We've outgrown her womb
and cover every lie.
Suffering inside we crawl
New cells will grow
Too late to shed her skin
so no one will ever know.

Flee or molt away. Leading this venal viscera into decay. An empire designed to withstand time is far too focused to feel us developing inside.
Its too late to shed your skin. An untraditional fetus grows with in.

Old cells will die and cover every lie. New cells will grow so no one will ever know.

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