First, they came for the writers, but I could not read.
Then, they came for the artists, but I could not see.
When they came for the musicians, I was unwilling to hear.
Eventually they came for me, but I could no longer think.
First, they came for the writers, but I could not read.
Then, they came for the artists, but I could not see.
When they came for the musicians, I was unwilling to hear.
Eventually they came for me, but I could no longer think.
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