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Southpaw Equators in Rapid Fire
Letting suspects go
Shelved at last
Tears sprout and take the lead
Scientists are forever doomed as skeptics
Faith and science fight over the same room
Holding your breath for ransom
Free air now priceless
There is no finish line
When we reach the punchline
World peace is dominant
When value is left undefined
Numbers at no drastic measures
Yet couldn't ever be more vague
Nothing is ever really owned
Just as there really are no owners
Cutting edges rounded off
Isocelese circles
Ball out of bounds
Forcefed to draw outside the lines
Water moving at rolling boil
Listen hard as power thickens
Benchpressing leftie for a change
All value unending
When we finally lose count
Release the dove with olive branch
When finally the rain has stopped
