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Acid ages are pushing us from a room to the stages,

From the rest down to peace and a taste of vengeance.

Parts of my songs being muted are now just fading,

Bent on the arm just points to place I have graduated.

Smiling face now has a neuroticism nature,

And I call a talk what I used to call lectures.

I behave absent-minded when I need service features,

Treating creators like a crawling creatures.

Googling «the beast» I’m looking for «busty»

Jump out of the nest which seems to be nasty

Lust goes last but at least on the list

Of deeds and things that I wish to miss