Lid Off

February 1, 2026

Some suspected me because of my connections Some sabotaged me because of my convictions Empathetic towards those suspecting Patient towards those projecting
I see why each did what they did Still had to take off the lid Can’t blame anyone anymore Despair, for now, is the lore

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