We, the...

I have many things to say unto you, but you cannot bear them now.
No, you just won't understand.

I have so many rants going through my head, especially of the Pharaoh.
We have to overcome this disguised slavery.

Maybe we need to move.
To a place where we can live a normal life.
Not of life of constant pressure to work work work
- to feed the Pharaoh's greed.

I cannot imagine how it'll be for our kids.
Is there a way out?


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