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I write what I like I like what I write I feel it's my right I say not when I may So I like what I say Even when it's without pay Choose to like what I say My hairs will never grow grey Choose to hate what I say Neither will I grow frail It's my greatest joy To see my words fly For out of my words Lies the picture of my true self

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