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I keep writing all these facts
Become ancient artifacts
Running laps
Staying in place
Welcome to the tank
Wheels keep spinning
Balance like my taste buds
Tell6the real from artificial
Sick and twisted
we're all demented
but before you get to
opening that trapdoor you call a mouth
tell me something,
a little semanding,
but why can't we all
just sit around and enjoy ourselves?