Tune In
sinking yet spiralling
angst engine purring
why is it all so blurry, indefinite
give me clarity, DAMMIT!
why not? too soon? too late? too much?
but yet..
the future belongs to us they say
you hold the key they say
make it happen, DAMMIT!
do you mean it? do you? can you?
we feel it, know it
but you must tune in...
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