A triage of thought
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Stripped down to syllables
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Each character, each letter
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Every word
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Cataracts, in a doll's eyes
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Coded into dialects, diverging vernacular
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Duality intrinsic
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Stitch me together
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Yet I fault you
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For even trying
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Cataracts, in a doll's eyes
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Silhouettes, that destroy themselves
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Equally stalemated
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In the opposite direction
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And to this tower of babble
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I pay homage,
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To rape the senses.
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I fall short
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Into emulsion scratched
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Have a good look now (Bats)
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Because both sides match
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Jouhou
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