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Ah! But what a strange lot we are
Plotting against propriety Wild caricatures of noir Dysfunction and anxiety Can only carry us so far This hellish reciprocity Of illusions smashed to shards and blindly pieced together in mosaics most bizarre We sneak in uninvited Past the well armed guards For grander is the entrance When the exits are all barred
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