I will dig up your loved ones and show them to you...
I will cut bits off you and sew them onto your friends...
I will film the whole lot and watch it with a pizza...
I will wait ten years and decide your fate...
I will forgive you and then strike...
I will walk with the clown at midnight and listen to his plans...
I will talk to the wind, only to have the trees listen in...
...I will...
I will do no such things, because that is not me.
We need to grow up and move on.
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