Many more will make public announcements,
That their deceits kept discreet...
Are no longer secret.
And on decline.
They now find themselves unneeded.
And forced to leave these deceptions behind.
Shocked by their proclamations,
Followers of theirs start to whine.
Since the days for corruption and crime decreases.
Such loyal servitude has produced enough,
Of an effective requirement for the adequate loss of minds!
The ones who struggle to maintain their grip!
But slipping quick,
From this nibbled and leeched lifeline...
Taken for granted!
Leap.
And those of hateful speech,
Release into a fading screech!
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