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There's a speck of dreck
in the corner of
my mind's eye.

It's the "news of the world"
buzzing around,
bothering me.

I will create my own reality
without such interference,
go away and let me be. There's a speck of dreck in the corner of my mind's eye. It's the "news of the world" buzzing around, bothering me. I will create my own reality without such interference, go away and let me be.
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