By the time they realize,
Their shallow posterings have no affect.
And those impressed,
Have equalled their qualified lack of depth.
May they and those who followed them,
Come one day to confess and request...
Never to let anyone of limited consciousness,
Again find within them...
A willingness to eat what is sweetened and given,
So quickly.
To leave them both addicted and paralyzed,
Without integrity, purpose, motivation or thought!
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