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The Keyboard Rebellion I know theirs' a poem on this keyboard Hidden within this lettery hoard To process words from out of this mess Cryptically staring to express Something certainly about my past Then complain that their just type cast When I order them in such a way As to catch a memory from decay Shiftily return to have their say Never satisfied with my display Do they feel they're sentenced to this form If so, I know, their ready to storm Rebeling from every stroke I beat I'll show them all, by hitting delete |
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