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recondite how often i act
how seldom you see
how i turn away
when you try to look at me
how you'll never know
yet how often i wander
through holograms of sugar
bores the hardness of thunder
how the music dwells within me
how you turn her wings to confusion
how avant garde my sprit, though vacant you left
enchantment and stifled coerced with delusion
