End the world,
I still don't see the point.
My heart beats for nothing at all.
I'm sick of being a corporeal being,
A shapeless bitch.
I'd wish I wasn't like this.
If I could, I'd wish I wasn't like this.
Am I allowed to see?
Am I allowed?
I think therefore I am.
Do I think I am? I am.
If I think I am, am I?
If I think I am, am I nothing at all?
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