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its a thirst thats hard to quench you did it well, 
we all draw water from the well in the cellar, to go, inter-stellar 
in our minds deep dive divine intertwined by the roots we start to slow time 
but it seems refined the present danced in a line, we had a good rhyme, 
but rhythm lagged behind, the younger days where spent chasing
what we had all aligned, n being set up poor thats a crime, 
but no time to pull nine's n 16 dimes at a time, the designers be hatching 
cause they mismatched n cracking but from that flows the static,
step up stop the havoc with Matic actionary tactics of maverick's
     But the beginning was so tragic! SO! let go! 
The pass is so acid, image be a trap as the picture caps
and the future retaps time travel relapse now what image is that?
imagination afterwards be tripping like an actor, walking on x factor 
educated of y is it's so violent to be alive, and peaceful when we die.
we asked it nine times and 16 lines he rhymed,
the rhythm be forever silent this time.

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