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Jumping through hoops,

To gain access to what is allowed,

Chasing our dreams one lamp at a time,

Not needing to rub it the right way,

Or any way at all.

The music and dreams will fade away in time,

It is too focused to last very long.

Trying to manipulate it will spread fear,

Leaving a hollow shell,

Multiply the transgressions of an unkept mind,

Tailoring rabid cats and dogs,

Hoping that others' will follow in suit,

Down the same hole they came out of.

As it drifts away into a lonely night,

The societal genie will save us all.