They can think what they like.
I only have twenty thousand days left to live.
Why bother myself with them?
As soon as they talk to me,
I get caught and dragged
to a place where my thoughts become meaningless and confused,
and in order to answer their tedious question,
I have to enter their heads,
sit in their brains and politely sip their tea
What a waste of time.
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