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        BREEDING
         hide with Spread Beaver 
          I've got in the head, flying all over it
         
        
          Two very lifelike-faced insects
         
        
          They don't mix up, they don't know each 
          other
         
        
          I put them in couple
         
        
          If I say them red, insects become yellow
         
        
          If I say them at right, insects show me 
          east
         
        
          I can't bear them, I can't divide them
         
        
          I spit lies
         
        
          Without even displaying a smiling face, 
          they become small devils
         
        
          They deploy their needles
         
        
          Even my gentle memories cover up with 
          blood
         
        
          Even if I get used to breed both these 
          insects
         
        
          Water and oil, they will continue to 
          spread
         
        
          Capriciously when they appear
         
        
          They whisper one after the other
         
        
          "I like this guy... Let's destroy 
          him"
         
        
          "If only we injure ourselves, let's 
          abandon him"
         
        
          These voices in turn
         
        
          Shout in my head
         
        
          In this body both these insects grow
         
        
          Am I really bred by them ?
         
        
          Breed you, treat me    
          let's go for a walk with the insects
         
        
          Breed you, treat me    
          who turns into devils
         
        
          Breed you, treat me    let's 
          go for a walk along this way
         
        
          Breed you, treat me    if 
          my insects disappear
         
        
          I disappear with them
         
        
          Hey master !! We've been inside you !
         
        
          Hey master !! Don't fuck with us !
         
        
          Hey busters !! You've been inside me !
         
        
          Hey busters !! Don't fuck with me !
         
        
            I've got in the head, flying all over 
            it
           
          
            Two very lifelike-faced insects
           
          
            If I whisper, they rebel against me
           
          
            Am I really bred by them ?
           
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