What,
is This THiNG ThaT
LivEs InSiDe a ThInG
TheY caLL a
SkuLL anD bReAtHs
ThAT CaN cRoON AnD
CrY FrOm sOmEwErE
DeEp InSidE EveN
As It dECiEvES
LivES iN ThiS LAnD Of
thESe MaNY kInDS OF
MaDE Up KinDs OF
maKE bELievES
gEtS spRUnG LiKe SPrinGs
FroM The LighteSt oF
ToUch ThaT it
EvEn RecIevES
LivEs SuRroUndEd By
So many Reasons
TiLL tHeiR.THICK
as thieves.
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