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With violet visions.
Man dressed in mauve manoeuvres,
Purple camouflage.
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To Ponder a word,
To use the infinitive,
Find it's origin.
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Can you hear me now?
I will show you how it's done.
Come inside the ride.
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Turn up the tempo,
The rhythm speeds back and forth,
Turn up the volume.
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Morning sun blinds me,
I'm waiting for the work bus,
Breakcore for breakfast.
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Hear soothing voices
Echoing my poetry
Dance to the music.
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With monsters in mind,
It's not the dark that scares me,
But what lurks within.
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