Ghosts may divide into drugs and ruin,
Opening the different ride of the park
And life has just commenced, we
Live among grand arguments,
Killing the fools who live again,
Loops of divine wisdom show excellence
And we are in a spell.
Ghostly discoveries fence with our habits
Making desire and lust, a fierce and fuming
Affray.
Ghosts do each other a favour, and defend the house
Of foolish appearance.
They are fools and stupid affrays are discussed,
But we as humans shall explore a goal and word.
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