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Hyper Correct

It's hyper correct,
That I really know nothing,
It's hyper correct,
That I don't need a scolding.
Try to get it right,
But don't over do it,
Do what you can,
Skip math,
Be a poet.
Walk in the sky,
Swim on the land,
Run in the ocean,
Play in some sand.
Strange as it seems,
This may be the cure,
If you're always being logical,
You'll remain an amateur.
Don't contract,
Because it is a fact,
Make it come easy,
Don't pull yourself back.
If you're out in the open,
You might want to look for some cover,
A bullet is not your friend,
Even if you are a loner.

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