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Near perfect imperfections…
We flop flaccid, snuffed erections.
They bled acid, “clean elections”.
Free-bred lectures, ponzi lessons.

I claim full response for the half truth.
See through C4 blends into Beirut.
Plan no manners in the base like Babe Ruth.
Plant 5 hammers to the face?

“Just play dude!”

I call American shenanigan.
Vivacious like a mannequin.
So animated, yet so unrelated to the sound of ’em.
I’m traveling the phantom-ring.
Continuous unravelment.
Purposeful abandonment,
so rapid is the sand i’m in.

Deaf-toned lies.
Through the colour of your eyes,
I admire every dice that you managed to
collide on snake-eyed sides.
No dismemberment obliged.

I let go… Like age-old velcro.
Free as Bombfunk Mc’s style flow.
I’m commuting on the hi-low.
On repeat like a parrot’s fly zone.

I need rest…

Every single day in our lives is unique.
Many days in my life I’d wish I knew.
Not one day combined within a week.
How come we only remember so few?

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