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Torn in two, stripped to the bone, head's rewired, thoughts removed.
Your flex in a reflex, reactions to action, she preached in the precinct whilst craving creation.
A submariner survives in daytight compartments, his thoughts become deeper, she prays for his relief.
Hermetically altered the gold-dust is spinkled, as the fish keep on swimming blue in the reef.
Broken down, and beaten... this egg's cracked in two. Reborn in an instant, cappuccino's still new.
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