Nobody builds a bulwark with a hinge
a trap door.
I can't help it--my architect is mad.
Even hands and feet, face hair nails are
But my heart? Oh, my heart...
You can get in to find the nicest cheese
a prize, you think.
Getting out, though...
I've experienced too much death
for it to still be winter...
Every profitable business fixes something.
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