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Million Dead
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How should I begin?
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I find myself residing
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At the dried out end of a dead history.
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All my thoughts are dirt
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Scattered on a coffin,
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And I a dilettante funereal spectator here.
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How should I presume?
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A besuited bourgeois mourner,
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Virgin to surrender and vivid sense,
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I scour lichened stones,
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Desperately seeking
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Daedalus's paternal secret of where we will land.
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Well I was born with four fingers on each hand,
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And with my eight fingers and my thumbs I do maths.
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Once again, how should I begin?
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I've started weak and I'm stuttering,
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But I have remembered all my lines.
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It seems that I have thus presumed
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To talk of maths in front of crowded rooms,
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But I'll make the two times table mine.
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How should I begin?
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I find myself residing
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At the dried out end of a dead history.
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How should I presume?
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A besuited bourgeois mourner,
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Virgin to surrender and vivid sense,?
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Calculus finishes me,
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I don't follow trigonometry,
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I've got nothing to add to algebra
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(the more complex functions I don't remember).
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But arithmetic"¦
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The absolute zero
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Is arithmetic on fingers and toes.
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I have remembered all my lines,
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And I'll make the two times table mine.
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I will not presume, but I will thus begin.
I draw on my head when im bored #makeup
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