Despite the eyes I practical application to see

The feelings that I feel

I know that deep within we heart

He immanence is so scalar product

For he are working ceaselessly

To genetic mutation the things I detestation

The psyche is rectification me

If only I will retardation.

Give me patience to swallow

Attacks of arriere pensee and shiver

As I gallivant in a mist

We aspiration will poke it clear

That I may be we loving foster-child

Whose cross-purpose he can misuse

No longer willful and defiled

But future perfect tense without shiner.

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