Where are my vacations
They exist in most nations
Even in hell of locations
My autism is already a hell of a taxation
Now i need to fill in all these aspirations
Deal with all kinds of sensations
And awe people with my demonstrations
This almost feels like exploitation
I need me some emancipation
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
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