In this relative reality
Beneath this land of the free
Inside these living rooms
Exists pain
You may catch a glimpse of these reclusive pain-bearers
Spring-loaded with attitude
Dampened with depression
Their vitriolic remarks may penetrate your outer layers
And their faces may rip your seamless stream of thought
The painful embers that they walk on
Don't match the wall to wall carpeting you have installed
The long nights that keep them awake
Have no place in your breezy bedroom
What can we offer these bold adventurers
Exploring the depths of loneliness and pain that few have seen
How to approach a rabid dog
But with a sterile jab of tranquilizer
These cleverly built walls need breaking
And a handsome diplomat needs to be sent in
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