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Your pages stare naked before me
waiting for me to tell you what to say
for everyone who spreads you open to see
marked with dark turning returning eternity
sinking in truth and lustrous lies
thinking aloof as the ink dries....
Take your time and free your mind
forever believe and breathe luck like a wiz
but remember that there always is a deadline
you just never know when the Fuck it is....
Your pages stare naked before me
waiting for me to tell you what to say
for everyone who spreads you open to see
marked with dark turning returning eternity
sinking in truth and lustrous lies
thinking aloof as the ink dries....
Take your time and free your mind
forever believe and breathe luck like a wiz
but remember that there always is a deadline
you just never know when the Fuck it is....
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