I hate that anything
That I may
Say; may ring
Bells of false alarm
When I want to know
That anything I say
Doesn't have to mean
Everything; one way
Only the way
You interpret them
Without asking me
If any
Of the images conjured up
Are true, if any
It's always good to know
Even though
I don't want to be
Miss Censorship
In every
Relationship
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