Themselves
Do we blame you
or ourselves
the loop hole of the plan here
somewhere to be found
three holes of familiar im drowning in circles
dont forget the dejavous of surprises
that repeat and add on step by step
the running gag gets funnier
when the ants go marching
from we to they
to us to you
the say they are I
]who are you?
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