A damaged psyche,
Horizontally barred.
Reaching for reality -
Produces fragments and scars.
Words that follow,
Only asterisks and beeps.
There's a small window,
And normality's steep.
Sheeple roaming 'round
Shouting, "Where's my Bo Peep?"
The leader's corrupt,
And chaos won't sleep.
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