It was in a room fiction.nOne beat to the bed.nMystery at my slave.nGive my chains some keys dear, reality is crumbling...nn(from) misuse, misuse, Oh! Can't you see that efficiency can't free you.nTo dash the corpus with duo be L but in binding Y instead.nnInto foolishness I go, far from impulse and out to Neurasthenia for all.