Ｍｙ ｍｉｎｄ
ａｎ ｕｎｃｏｎｔｒｏｌｌａｂｌｅ
ｂｅａｓｔ,
ｍｙ ｈｅａｒｔ ａ ｐｕｐｐｅｔ
ｏｎ ｓｔｒｉｎｇｓ,
ａｎｄ ｍｙ ｂｏｄｙ ａｎ
ｕｎｃｏｏｐｅｒａｔｉｖｅ
ｍｏｒｔａｌ ｓｈｅｌｌ,
ａｌｌ Ｉ ｃａｎ ｃｏｎｔｒｏｌ
ｉｓ ｍｙ ｈａｎｄ
ａｎｄ ｍｙ ｆｒｅｅｄｏｍ ｔｏ
ｗｒｉｔｅ
ᴴᴱᴿᴱ ᴸᴵᴱˢ
ᴾᴼᴾᴾᴵᴺˢ/ᴾᴼᴾᴾᵞ
°ᶜᴿᴵᴱˢ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴱᴿᴿᴵᴮᴸᴱ ᴾᴼᴱᵀᴿᵞ
°ᵀᴿᴵᴱˢ ᵀᴼ ᴿᴱᵂᴿᴵᵀᴱ ᴴᴵˢᵀᴼᴿᵞ
°ᴰᴿᴵᴱˢ ᵀᴼ ˢᶜᴿᴵᴮᴱ ᴬ ˢᵀᴼᴿᵞ
°ᴰᴵᴱˢ ᵀᴼ ᴰᴱˢᶜᴿᴵᴮᴱ ᴬ ᶜᴱᴹᴱᵀᴱᴿᵞ
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