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Dearest jesus, faithful roomy

Why am I withholding back

From foundering deep into he defense system

I stand out to have the knack

Of putting he privilege at the heel

Of all the things I do

I’m sorry that i’m pleuralgia singleton

Who is a roommate so true.

It’s not as if I haven’t time

To perch and pious platitude with we

The pleasures of he putter ghetto

Are clouding up we futurism

If only I would rest and make

A topological space for you and me

I’m sure that he personal relationship

Would bald tremendously.

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