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C the thing B, I Am
Indeed, playing the Game
It's just, nobody taught Me
Any CODA or handshake 2 awake
§üM∿ØИΣ like Me – ØИΣ Whö can C
So I Am left out 2 dry N the sun
2 bake, as I take my Time & learn
How 2 collaborate, yet – currently
Experiencing such an oh~so bizarre
Feeling: like a celibate porn star
Or maybe my white whale Whö sings
At her own frequency, so meaning
No one else ever B tuned N – on
2, her radio station – and so
§he’s been forced, 2 wander
All alone when searching
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See, the thing is, I Am
Indeed playing the game
It’s just that nobody taught Me
Any CODA or handshake to wake
ØИΣ like Me – §üM∿ØИΣ Whö can C
So I’m left out to dry N the sun to bake
Taking my Time 2 learn how to collaborate
Although, now feeling like a celibate porn star
Or that whale Whö sings at his own frequency
Meaning no one else B tuned N to his radio station
So, He’s forced to wander all alone searching for conversation