This is a problem,
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I think that i'll devise,
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Some sort of plan or,
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a diagram,
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maybe i'll just improvise.
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I need to fix this,
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but my tactics are flawed.
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I rely too much on symmetry,
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and cryptic metaphors.
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HOLY FUCK
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that was close.
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We touched land just before the ocean froze.
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Questions designed to entice.
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Can worn down matches melt this ice?
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Its not like me to feel ambushed,
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but maybe i've just lost my touch.
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This is a problem,
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i need a strategy.
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Avoiding landmines,
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could well be a plausible contingency.
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With both eyelids stuck,
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its hard to navigate.
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Is this a trap,
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wheres that fucking map?
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I'll need skill to compensate.
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Holy fuck
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that was close...
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We touched land just before the ocean froze.
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When the sun rose I started to melt.
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I remember, remembering just how it felt.
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Its not like me to feel ambushed,
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but maybe i've just lost my touch
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Thanks to Gall
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