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New sounds ( for miki the minx )
The asteroid belt , in collision
it turns as I melt
at your vision
I'm the flux that you smelt
conduction on fusion
to be is the meant
the mission , the reason .
Flocculent floats , all around
in the higher , upper most
viola sounds
where all fire explodes
off the ground
we live , but are gone ghosts
who just come around .
Bi-dimensional , we coast
I know
that now
we wear the same old cloaks
and then share , our frowns
each other is the host
of the un-found
burning what we roast , meat free loafs
past brown .
You control
what rotates , roller blades
spin 'round
all infinate equates
violet rays , beam down
new planets to be made
music played
drums pound
as we copulate , vibrate
into guitar sounds .
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