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Incognito


 To be given a name in error

 We create fame with terror

 It's all the same to others

 Why not tame the mothers

 All the lame fathers

 We became brothers

 Seek the dame out to speak

 Reek no pain about the leak

 We're all sain shout for the meek

 Do no feign pout lore my peak

 Here comes the rain doubt their trust

 Of all my bane route her bust 

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