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Unshaped
I could overload, I could underwhelm
I'm the wrong person for a job at the helm
Throw me to the lions, it's all I'm owed
I could underwhelm, I could overload
It's a riddle today, as I sit all uneasy
I'm all together bothered, not at all breezy
Cannot articulate what I'd like to say
As I sit all uneasy, it's a riddle today
Banish me to a tower, let me out when I sing
Reward and punishment an untried thing
I need shaping up by an external power
Let me out when I sing, banish me to a tower
I sink or swim, there's no treading water
I am the child of a reckless daughter
Fix myself up by sailing off on a whim
There's no treading water, I sink or swim
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