//Hail to Chairman Mao//
//Loft of imaginery stories//
//As I branch out//
//double//
//Black Panels and the spirits behind//
//show! let's start a show!//
//tab tab tab, tic tac toe//
//And one, and two, and one two three four//
//As the moon rises//
//once lively now deadly//
//the lifelessness tells a different story//
//they whisper me, gently, in the still, humid, autumn air//
//no more than a prisoner//
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