Jungle of Tears

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Within the jungles of Africa,

There lies a factory,

Producing only tears

The details of this factory are closed off from the rest of the world,

The details so horrifying they could stop the world.

The area around the factory whistles for reform,

but only it falls on deaf ears

One day the factory opened its doors to the public,

The people inside saw the outside world for the first time that day

The workers saw the evil as it was

And took control of the factory

They were triumphant

Now they could say they "see no evil"


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