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Oh, hacksaw

Can I hack it?

Will I last till my last hour

Till my last willowed twitch

Of my willowed lips

Am I another mugwump

In the way of the norm

In the west side of dawn

I will never make it

Beyond the border

Past the elbows of the windows

I am therefore I create

I create, therefore I am

Will I hack up the border?