You're your treasure,
You're your treason,
Your trap is yours,
and your trauma tickles you.
Yeah, so be deadly sincere to your signs.
You're which whispers from every side
You're the developmental domain
And the ultimate immensity is inside you
You're the exceptionally artful entity,
Only you could best translate yourself, comrade.
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