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Everything i see is being confiscated By my eyes which latch the unexpected It occludes the good and aids the

bad And I can derive a story out of that

A treasure has been unearthed Its the eyes which has bereaved A depiction of angelic Aphrodite But I gaze the demonic shadow beneath such lassie

People designate me screwball In every way or other possible What they lack in their vision Is where I bastion my reason

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