I got crashed; I became crashed;
There must be some reason;
I endured when I was lashed;
Still, all slandered me of treason.
I get flown by the Pilot,
Who, too, succumbed with me;
Tooth and nail he had fought,
But who won was destiny.
It’s a world that’s too strange,
Of course, in the negative way;
Slaughter is beyond my range;
I can’t even think...
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