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It In ItselfI must write to not forget itI must dance to not get stunted I understood nothing but have been renowned as genius Glazed windows and shod soles We embrace but struggle Our considerations are queer Who doesn't know it - lies Who laughs at it - doesn't understand Who doubts about it - searches for Beautyful roads paved by shits Equality wrinkled, not irreversible Course predetermined, not formed |