Oh fuck, look, here it goes again,
it's almost like a carosel,
it gets fed to go round and round and round
the carosel stops and I get flung into the air yet again.
My leg is broken and I walk with a continuous limp,
A scar that youve left upon me,
Who will save me from infection,
have they dissappeared?
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