iLand

When you hurt me,

I retract my

Friend-

Ship of 

State of

Mind because

The hurt you play me

Hurts me more

Than any lone-

L-

I-

Ness you force 

Upon the me I always

Always always 

Shall

Be.

And I am

Sad and sickly

Bad of people

Speaking but at

Not to.

The signs are

Wrong; the ga-

Me you make

Is worth no

Re-

Sult-

An-

Y more.

In fact if fear

Does drive this

Game, then fear

I cannot feel again.

But as you scythe 

My fear from self,

So also from 

That self you scythe

Do you

Re-

Move all cap-

Ability of love

At all: to love

All at.

And so you succeed 

Full in

Your goal;

You succeed in 

Your sole;

You succeed in

Your heel and

Fail in your

He-

Al[l].

And nothing

Re-

Mains but games.

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