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He had aged in his loins
Though the mind will remind
How I wasn't the sum
Calloused-tears made of burdens
Proud and straight
Yield A scream
We'll relate
'Till it pains you
He had already died
In the pit of her smile
While she lies on her back
And she bobs up and down
Heal the sick
Fail the sane
Help to sleep
Terminally ill
Divorce zen
Plastic friends
Sung out of time
Die for your art
