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In worlds of flying perception
We find percentages of performance
Quite personal than our minds can foster
Our hearts will house water of perception
Romance will find flow from a variety of sources
Blacks’ bones will move with punches
When it is time finds would find loaves in skies
Growth will flow in raining secrets
Sweating fun by strike round the clouds
Spinning in shine around springs to poles of originating madness
Firing perception of passionate bars
Of imaging caption to boredom in six feet and oblivion
Crazy and pretty in convoy of introduction
Changing constant remembrance
Singing songs of slavaging squads
Squared in hero worth and wealth
Sharing values of the heart by glow
Missing lethal copy of the origination
Wanting life for what is worth
New in zeros of seconds counting
Tick-tock of pleasured rock
Tick-tock of measured flock
Tick-tock of future rock.
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