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Paint drawing, skipping around,
Barrettes and rubber bands,
Protection at all costs.
A bumbling, two different fates,
Brown hair, blue eyes.
I hum Magyar to get to sleep.
Your caw of life is a nightmare.
You don't know what it means.
The simplicity of it all takes pure form,
Terrified to hold you when it only means
We're going to have to run.
What is he? What is she?
Rip the talking box out.
Sister wolf eats the throat of the jester,
Here to fucking perform.

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