To have no control is to give up
maybe
to let yourself go to see what's up
ahem
to glide along life without mirth
ach ja
to float around the puddle of mud
ah non
that is not my innate style anymore
sans doute
this is why I get upset all along
enfin
these reasons of relinquishing reign
shush
those oddball proud prejudices
alas
tell of lies and loathing of self
wass?
tinker the mellowing mind's ego
nah so
therefore life cannot be fulfilled
aber
then sways away with dark fail
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