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Hey you!
Don't look at me
Attention is not what I need
Just pretend I don't exist
And get on with it
Your life is that which I was referring to
Don't look so blue
It won't work
I'm immune
to that tune
So make room
For your mind which should often wander
And ponder
About yourself
And nothing else
Actually, scratch that
Wear a hat
Wield a bat
And get fat
Do what you want
And so shall I
Meet me on the mountain tomorrow and we shall try to fly
Or die

Reviews

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. oh ... this is a fascinating piece ...
. it's good to "fly" with your words of freedom ...
. we should all do what we want ... i think so too ...