A collection of my translations~ and other things.
It doesn't lie or hestitate It just stays handy And I want to be it too Mastery of self not of others Lined up like train cars behind me I will do these things I'm tired of the grease I want clean paper I'm a mindless priest on the third day But you can quit smoking as many times as you want And you can start things up again You could make a graph or a song You could write a secret message Or a public one a thousand words long I don't need anything People or otherwise The optional variety of a regular life Have it have it and no cake I don't intend to do anything else It's more the documentation that's the key I promise I will start again and again I forgot how much I loved this I love the real self