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Retro-Singularity

Retro-Singularity

You know who you are
Maybe you are lost, but not really
Searching near and far
For that comfort worth giving
An arrogant student
Belonging to ages of old
Bound bistro bitcoins characterized thine essence
Controversial though, these societal demands
faster yet containing no sound of regressed misgivings
Tuning locomotive wavelengths pertaining to mindsets
none are dancing a fancy
somber walking, to mutter over the gall of it all
beings of life to maul ones essence, gifted
See, a "regular" thinking wits man miss fed
hitherto winking at folks arriving bewitched
stitches connecting those key traits
Storing periodic lead to lead ones power
or spirit, or aura, or chi
slowly, or fast be, a weaning of various clairvoyants
leaving innate variants of
or lack there towards appertaining savvy abstain spiffs unbeknownst
Latch master gorilla glue locks onto loose hypothesis
remembrance a clip towards sustenance
Acquire it.... those higher planes of relations
residing the guardians, spirits, misfits, dimwits actually rem bits and
that higher you...
You know what you have to do...
Think it through, of course see fit that the shoe contains your footprint
but don't get it twisted... time is a miss, gifted
We will leave you
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