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Heather OC: Week 9 of 208

Colonize II


Fist to cuffs, you make the laws;

Clutched now, all of us, in your claws.


Cool girls pose, so we fit in,

Even when doing such leads to sin.


Make believe everything’s all for you,

And on my finger that manipulative jewel.


Duels internal, “This is not right.”

But you’ve got the brawn;

       Always win the fight.

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