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    Walking without armor amongst men with swords for tongues I find that this conception of what our lives really mean to be malleable.
    So let the new debasers trample the works of Des Cartes and Thoreau in a desperate attempt to justify their own uselessness.
    Et tu, Brute?
    Who once stood by my side and smiled?
    Maybe as I spit my last breath there will be clarity and the "Straight Path" will be revealed.
    Et tu, Brute?

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