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All privileges revoked
Including those of necessity
It's time to shut down
The mind must be policed

Fumbling for words to say
At every conversation
Lack of creative responses
A vulnerable situation
This may be goodbye
An end to all manner of patience

Reminiscence is futile
For the man without skin
Pass on his loving memory
To the next of his dying kin
He's soon to be born again