If you can not find ways you must make ways
Through this pathmaze filled with almost strangedays,
Passing interouter slow beginner,
Falling up'n'downward spreading thinner
Over toasts of multi-thought out whole grains
Ground over time by free-thinking sex brains.
Show your makers maker your heart-shaker.
Shake it hard in the face of word-breakers
Who have bore-gasms like they're out of style.
They spread their legs feigning a happy smile.
They will open their doors for you and wait
For you to eat their words and take the bait.
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