I went to see a doctor from the Third Reich,
to help me fix my golden spike.
Working at a clinic in the far Aleutians,
cooking up final solutions.
The stars in the sky,
spell in letters bright and high,
"You Lie! You Lie! You Lie!"
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Textual accompaniment to the ringing in my ears. Shared for no one but spoken into the world before it dries up and dances madly in the wind.
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- Like paper, caught up in the wind, turning over and over, going nowhere.
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