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Who are you and what is
                                          what role 
                           what  goal and position
                               what are you trying to do.
                         the chores of acquisition chorest thee
                               What instruction do you have.
                                   Dutiful might you labor
                         what are your instructions might you
                          find opposition what measure gives
                                       you right to speak
                                these as trained or untrained
                                   might who's labors be vain
                                            and rewarded
                                   the decadence of perfection
                              or Amestecator might speak thee
                                    that the mound before ye
                                          is a sorted bunch
                                     what rebridges each end
                                           upon motivation
                                        might we understand
                                    yet then when thou leaves'
                                         what is my direction
                                     the texture and dynamics
                                               and form
                                           what labors me.
                                        consistent and concern
                                        the chores of acquisition
                                          the high price we are
                                              debted to pay
                                     labor ye that chorest to         
                           the trumpets of evening summons us 
                           Artley's fiancce no doubt her name Allus
                             Dusmanos she had sorted the bunch
                               these compositions speak her as loved
                                    t nights alone she shall
                       be Razbunator and Rau and even Nepasator
                                   to speak clear and persistent
                                         in her point of view
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