Predictable
Phase changes.
Rising trends.
Everywhere we see the data.
Down goes dualism.
I can barely breathe as it is.
Chicken shack children catching their colds.
Table your thoughts inside my many hearts.
Analyze the graphs.
Beckon the elders.
Leer into the ascending values.
Everyone changes the outcome.
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