What cruel design is this?
To think with one organ.
To feel with another.
A cold war of night sweats
T'ween two inconsolable sides!
Cruel opposition! Cruel government!
I don't want endless debate!
I don't want argument!
I want a peaceful empire, a assured autocracy!
The mind knows not how to console,
How to comfort.
Its cold calculations seem cruel to the heart;
A crying child seeking comfort in a cold hand.
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