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I can't hold my body, touch
It, stare at it.

Oh,

I will never understand how
Everyone else doesn't just
Want to punch their
Reflection,

Shatter that rectangular
Distorter into a million
Pieces,

Give me all the bad luck
I mean, I don't think the
Next seven years can get
any worse really.

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