Every Body

I want to be a linker show the connectivity in random but my absence from the collective has prevented fruition. I know you've seen everything little sister Through big brother's slots in a three cent cardboard box, but I want to show you the silvery spider strings of ordinary things, I want that light to shine in a coffee shop sign and froth realization in your cup because the doughnut knows nothing and everything and forever and continuity. No milky dilution or sweety frame the truth must be a stark dark. Then will you see the connection between you and me is stronger then solitary.