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Geometric

Geometric, as my pencil aligns shapes answered with dots; We seem comfortable with a blackout; I will rewrite this dead language; Caught up in the tracing, but you gloss over the colors; Logic has no role in pandemonium; Don’t let me be misunderstood; Foolish jester I am the punchline; I live in the sketch, my story began with a retrograde; Move closer and we can design with so catchy a parody something that you feel; The punchline ? Evolution is geometric.

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