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The Funhouse

Welcome to the Funhouse...

Welcome to the funhouse,
a place of dim light,
acrid smoke,
and twisting mirrors

Where truth becomes lies,
facts become pointless,
hope is an act of desperation,
and lies become creeds

A place of unconditional love,
where people hate you,
because they love you,
without ever knowing you

Where the tolerant among us,
are the most intolerant around,
open-minded to all the things,
they agree with completely

In this place of insanity,
you'll be judged and condemned,
based on the expectations,
of those who preach not judging

Embrace the slogans,
live the meaningless mantras,
because this entire world,
this your funhouse
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