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Cakewalks come terribly to life.
Every freshman getting a dénouement.
Civilization busts a big erection
And digs a lake.

Interesting sicknesses rise from it
Like shimmering road kill.
Schwa study shut down,
The terminal budget hissing mad.

We all have our dark tasks.
Language is the mud brick I use
To craft ads you can see from space.

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