All right,
Empty slogans.
No rod is there
To measure
How wise Am I!
To make good,
To make progress
We are here,
But think not
We are in fear.
We have
No boundary dispute,
Agreed.
But in other points
We are not going
Parallel.
All quick,
All embarrassing.
We okay
The sun
And the moon
At this time.
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