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Stirring in the will of unruly discrimination
Two cups of sorrow
With fixated eyes
With fixated frustration
Like a flurry of flurrying flies
No new nest
Never nigh
Never, nor I would rest
Nor insist, but lie not high
But crumble in their hands and become less
Evermore less
Fidgeting
And imitating
And disintegrating
Blank are the eyes of dementia
With fixated I's
With fixated inertia
With self-deceit and lies
As I at last, dessert you
Two cups of sorrow
With fixated eyes
With fixated frustration
Like a flurry of flurrying flies
No new nest
Never nigh
Never, nor I would rest
Nor insist, but lie not high
But crumble in their hands and become less
Evermore less
Fidgeting
And imitating
And disintegrating
Blank are the eyes of dementia
With fixated I's
With fixated inertia
With self-deceit and lies
As I at last, dessert you
