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Waiting in the wings with vile eyes

She's been plotting for years

As a cancer is predetermined

And gnaws from within

So she waits to burst forth

And spit her bile

On an unsuspecting public

The time to foment hate is now

A boon for the cold machinations

And ruthless calculations

Seeing the potential

For an ugly turn

Waiting to unleash the ruthless state

A chance to clean off the slate

A cold wind begins to blow through

Turning everything to a darker shade of blue