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beware the ides of March

My brain is cluttered with too much nonsense
Polynomial Functions
Aristotle’s Philosophy
And no mama I don’t know what I want to be
In nine months i'll be a man
And I don’t got a damn plan
Cardinals by the window sing me a song
And black cat, he attempts to sing a long
Such a boring day,
I want to go outside
Run far away from reality and hide
Maybe I am going crazy?
Or am I just that lazy?
I think it is the other
I lay up all night and toss with hallucinations
Of the world ran by imperialistic nations

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black cat, is my cat's actual name

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