Trust no one

Not one soul built the land,
but a gang,
that built all of our land,
and that hand,
the hand of our nemesis,
the renegades,
they wither,
slumped in dark holes,
hiding their malicious goals,
so trust nobody,
they lie through their eyes,
they see al they want to see,
being a bee,
for they,
are alone.

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