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Postmadonna
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Shredder
Clung to mom in the store,
the t-shirt I had on, I always seemed to wear
Better days when 'why' was on my shirt, my tongue, my mind
Better days when 'why' was on...
Now I'm studying that glass bead game
we designed when time was all for us
to take it as a test, if you feel like it
(something like)
chess but more intricate
Something like waiting for
Freedom from his years of
Consideration
Who was sold to
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All of you ought to
Give thanks to the latest
Paradigm where
Those who bother to
Take what you started and live it
We honestly came highly regarded at
Solving these things
Our latest problems from
centuries ago
Unwritten instructions from
A time of nowhere
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