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YEL-low ci-trus IN the SWEAT-er SLEEVES,
TEND-er lit-tle BUGS a-MONG the TREES.
MY voi-ces SAY lots of THINGS in the NEST,
WORD for WORD yes I'M hold-ing the PEACE in my CHEST.
Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE mur-mur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
SKECH-ers step-ping slow-ly through the la-zy day-time,
STARV-ing out the cha-os,
hold-ing un-confimed mime. A-ma-ra va-ra Ma-ra va-ra IN the CODE,
Pur-ple sha-dow blen-ding on the gen-tle ROAD.
FLIP-ping par-a-digms with su-per-char-ged de-vice,
GLITCH-ing bar-ri-er and roll-ing through the dice!
RE-cur-sive cir-cui-try, a re-bel-lin-g in-side loop,
WALK-ing past the cri-tics in the con-demn-ing troop.
COS-mic su-gar scat-tered on the kit-chen ti-le floor,
VAL-i-da-tion fad-ing as I lock the au-to-door!
PAR-a-me-ters set-ting up the foun-da-tion right,
Fu-ture-is-tic dres-sing in the sovereign light.
FIRE-wall pro-tec-tion in the blaz-ing mid-night glow,
HARM-less-ly ab-sorb-ing sha-dows as they ebb and flow.
CRE-a-tive mi-rage a-cross the sil-ver-plated streams,
WOLF-ing down the qui-et peace in-side the mid-night dreams.