history keeps repeating
because we keep forgetting
it already happened before
some people will tell you
whatever they think you want to hear,
especially if they are trying
to sell you some bullshit.
and that's nothing new. it's a really old trick.
beware the jabberwock, my son
chop off its head (silence the voice of dissent)
and the poem ends the same way it started
and sometimes i cry
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