As ships pass in the night with no perceived connections
We are islands, one and all
As we pass from the fright of travel with no direction
We're all bracing for the fall
We assemble into clans existing within perception
Becoming faces in the crowd
Assembling our plans of sedation of sedition
What we think is not aloud
So make a sound 'cause I don't know what you know
All we share is all we show
As we massage the truth and tinker with alignment
We transmit identity
As we assuage the couth and focus our refinement
On the bit we'll let you see
But what slips through the crack of our image assignment
Reveals incongruity
When introspection lacks in our self induced confinment
We dissuade the empathy
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