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Drinking this bubonic tonic with sonic running through my veins, making these feelings seem platonic and the world a bit brighter and better with these quadraphonic sounds and with these hydroponic pounds of this atomic chronic i'm not so shallow and bitter. every sound electronic, and made monophonic, the dances moves suffer, all anamatronic until that iconic bass drop starts attacking tectonics with so much Napoleonic rage, it moves these symphonics to super, hyper, ultrasonic. johnny mnuemonic's not just hooked on phonics anymore, but instead he's a supersonic supernova among the stars a Casanova exploding with the sounds of natures conics that would make Pythagoras proud, the demonic harmonics echo behind him like a shadow fading as the sun goes down.

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