Short poem.
The cells in my body don’t know what they wanna do
They run around in circles for days upon days
Sometimes they stop and my body goes into convulsions
The cells in my body all cluster together,
Deciding who they are and what they want me to be
Maybe they’ll decide to make me an immortal
I think I’d like that
Keep deciding little cells
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