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The colony
When I tried to claim That it was the same Like an old board game No brand or name I bought from a store
I found it a mess For now, I guess Its worth was less Than a dirty old dress On the back of a door
I knew from start That I am not smart My brain and my heart Were sailing apart To each own shore
Is it really absurd To believe in a word Which once I heard That we in this World Were aliens before?
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