God you are a wallflower. I know you are!
That secret you possess like it's nobody else's business.
You sneeky, sneeky.
That's no way to rule the universe.
Now control your temper, and save us from hell.
I'm not like that.
So stop and free us, without wasting our time.
I've confused stiches, for power lines...
DAMN I PASSED THE Rorschach TEST.
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