There was a theorem
That a person can handle it all
So I decided to prove it
No watter how hard I'll fall
And the months went by
And the coldest nights
Would wisper into my ears
How I should let go of it
Let go the theorem
But I never did
So here I am, the proof of the theorem
A theorem
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