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Defy the AilmentsOur training's almost doneThe graduation's near The experience of losing the diversion of my memory Has led to no conclusion Other than I motion silently When an instance I recall Or should recall, I mean Arises, I can't delay I cannot get caught; defy the ailments I wonder where they come from I wonder where they come from I wonder what the hell they'll do with me when I'm old I'll stumble through the market Forgetting what it was I've come there for |