The Soul lays in the forest
next to death. The soul lies.

Critic cratic autocrat
tic, tic, …

Turn twitch tic twitch tic

Smile happy tic-tic-

Sorrow happy, tic; tic…
Smile is to happy as sorrow
is to joy.

Test time, tic tic

Hold paper pen in hand
trick, trick.

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