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We are the people without land
We are individuals without a homeland
We are the people without tradition
We lack established customs and practices
We are the people
We exist as a distinct group
Who do not know how to die peacefully and at ease
We struggle to face death peacefully
We are the thoughts of sorrows
We embody the thoughts associated with sorrow
Endings of tomorrows
We represent the conclusions of future days
We are the wisps of rulers
We are the remnants of rulers, perhaps faded authority figures
And the jokers of kings
We play the role of both wisps and jesters in the realm of kings
We are the people without right
We lack fundamental entitlements or privileges
We are the people who have known only lies and desperation
We have experienced only falsehoods and despair
We are the people without a country, a voice, or a mirror
We are a people without a nation, a voice, or self-reflection
We are the crystal gaze
We possess a clear and perceptive gaze
Returned through the density and immensity of a berserk nation
Our insights are distorted by the chaos and vastness of a frenzied society
We are the victims of the untold manifesto of the lack of depth
We suffer from the consequences of an unspoken declaration lacking depth
Of full and heavy emptiness
We endure the burden of profound and weighty emptiness
We are the people without sorrow
We have transcended feelings of sorrow
Who have moved beyond national pride and indifference
We have moved past national pride and apathy
To a parody of instinct
We mimic instinct rather than expressing genuine emotions
We are the people who are desperate
We are in a state of desperation
Beyond emotion because it defies thought
Our desperation is so intense that it transcends rational thought
We are the people
We are aware of our own destruction and execute it within legal bounds
Who conceive our destruction and carry it out lawfully
We are like insects, products of another's thoughts
We are the insects of someone else's thought
We are casualties affected by the cycles of day, night, space, and the divine
A casualty of daytime, nighttime, space, and God
We lack specific affiliations with race, nationality, or religion
Without race, nationality, or religion
We are a collective entity, the people
We are the people, and the people, the people
We represent the masses, the common people
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