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You know

What becomes, what does not
What is real, what is not
Is there a reason, is there an excuse
This, or that, What, what, what

Night terrors, day terrors,
Am I invisable, can I not be heard
Is there no meaning for me
Not you, or you, not a single word

I have made many mistakes
Your life, what about all you do
I am not kissing your ass
In fact, fuck you



  
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