Just hold on to me, said somebody
I can make you free, another said
but ‘I' can make you upper-head
Clairvoyance replied; I'll make you see
and then the night ‘Hold on to me! '
all of a sudden I felt bad
to show dependence
and then I went red
In me I' ll have to put more trust
and clean my keys before they rust
I know these things they shall be fine
for answers all, in me …. recline! M
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