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lakeside moratorium

("who's this Jebadiah?" "voice projection!")
I can't find another way around;
this is the only path I've found.
while we're here, pull another card.
I forgot, you can't play with a full deck
when all your cards are blank.
I don't need your shelter.
whip you with your bible belt.
I don't need your help.
I will fight you.
I am waiting to hear the sound--
the tunnel aggression makes you proud.
great things do not come to those who wait.
where are you?
should I jump in and drown
or merely take a swim?
I want to warn you of the playing cards--
I see rampant hegemony,
be on your guard.
am I in the fifteenth century?
am I the Duke of Burgundy?
go ahead, fly over me.
in for a penny, but never for a pound.
pennywise, but, hey, I'm pound-foolish now.
I am not so far from falling down.
I am just looking to hone my fallback frown.
let the daggers fly!
let's turn it around!
let's give them a hand!
let's give them a town!
you, like an idol of the matinee--
they flock to see you swaggering.
hey, there, you outdated man,
it's too late.
I see Godet running and waving his arms at me.
you see your last desperate resort;
it's called Lake Desperation.
who is this red pariah?
there's no chance--
time does not heal anything for me.
I can't find another way around;
this is the only path I've found.

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