There are rules and rules.. rules in rules, rules out rules, Rules with rules Rules without rules, Rules for rules
Rules by rules Rules to the left Rules to the right
Rules ahead..and behind Rules to enslave mankind. 0 I wish I could fly over hills and mountains, Valle and plains, in the infinite sky. To get lost in the infinite. in some anonnyous land never to return this waste land. In the future, when the historians scan to find every thing Except a man
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