I don't want to talk about it
the new leaf or
the same old same old
I do not fee like it's begun
I do not feel like I am bold
I do not care about the activists
who got entrapped by
by the wicked rat
I do not feel sorry for those kids
I do not care about the old hat
I do not even want to talk about
the happy fantasy
it all tastes like paste
it all tastes the same to me
what
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