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The Red Pill

You choose to take the Blue Pill

Over and over and over again.

You take delusion

and illusion

and confusion.

Living in your lies

and berating the truth

I brought you.

Rejected

like the cornerstone

that you could have built

a new world upon,

one of reality

not pure fantasy.

A real castle

for a Queen,

not the sugar dreams

of a princess.    

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