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How Easy
The only spawning
Of my indecisiveness
Comes from the awing
Of the false consciousness
You so gladly wrap up
Into your head as true
Traveling through the rough
Through grey matter and blue
The only thing you know
Is born through guess and wait
It just goes to show
How easy you are to paint
Of my indecisiveness
Comes from the awing
Of the false consciousness
You so gladly wrap up
Into your head as true
Traveling through the rough
Through grey matter and blue
The only thing you know
Is born through guess and wait
It just goes to show
How easy you are to paint
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