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When I'm feeling tiredShe pushed food through the doorAnd I crawl towards the crack of lightSometimes I can't find my wayNewspapers spread aroundSoaking all that they canA cleaning is due againA good hosing downThe lady whom I feel maternal love forCannot look me in the eyesBut I see hers and they are blueAnd they cock and twist and masturbateI said soNirvanaBlack windows of paintI scratched with my nailsI see others just like meWhy do they not try to escape?They bring out the older onesThey point in my wayThey come with a flash of lightAnd take my family awayAnd very later I have learned toAccept some friends of ridiculeMy whole existence is for your amusementAnd that is why I'm here with you!To take you with meYou're rightNirvana
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