The word silently worked like fire,
The laws of joking quality do speak.
The word of some joy is again in speech,
Nonsense matters, no sense is about.
When I produce a statement to an effect,
Please retry your thoughts, for the effects.
Deathly burden contrives another burden,
This is the effect of death and ruination.
We make ruins into palaces and they built
My layers of the mind like a cave and its interior.
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