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Darkness...
nothing but emptiness
silence...
nothing in existence
Suddenly a light
a little speck of might
and now there is a blast
momentum that will last
Things are boiling
things are moving
motion is about
everything's in doubt
Time erupts so sudden
things begin to widen
somewhere in the future
a guy on his computer
Small ideas he builds
into little boxes
sets them into fields
to run like little foxes
Peoples minds are fields
his songs are little foxes
which make the reader yields
to free his mind from boxes
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