Free from classist chains,
Perpetual slaves dismayed.
Out in the light and air, they breath.
Seized from vapid god,
Head lay low in diamond nod,
Cave-lived prols embrace again.
Depths of immense light absence,
White phosphorous-leaking craft sits,
Out float our own dissenting pair.
Against a tailed creature,
Bapharet of a mer-like stature,
Equals and prols un-shamed till end.
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