People want it their way.
With it done to insist.
And can not be convinced,
That their way to want and wish...
To get,
Can not be permitted.
Since time for their wishes,
To be done as they insist...
Has long gone from existence.
When those who were awaiting,
For them to make up their minds...
To present what it was they wanted,
THEIR way to get.
With it known to themselves...
Left them not to notice,
They were removed...
From anyone's purpose to keep it,
As a reason they should stay focused upon.
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