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Founder's Canon

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Kill me curse me bash me hate me Fill me nurse me lash me greatly Beat me till my blood runs out And bash your fists into my mouth And stab some blades into my eyes Attach some gashes to my thighs Rip me tear me snuff me out Gently wear my trust with doubt Blow my eardrums and my brains And rid the world through splatterings And better things are sure to come If I am patient, and I’m dumb

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