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everything; don’t believe what they say..
then you think it through and do it your own way.
A tiny little germ of an idea;
and it becomes a worm of an idea...
And you work on it a bit there a bit here..
and wriggles and slithers about becomes clear.
Easy to be glib and metaphorical
perfectly sounding and allegorical.
But the truth is. And you must know it is true
you just don’t know what’s around the corner for you.
May be good is probably gonna be bad
much more likely to be boring even sad.
But just accept it. Life is just a trap
in the end its eleven syllable crap.
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