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We traveled like the clouds over hillsides
Took flight upon the breeze when I first felt the wind rise
And landed back within the womb when its said and done
Fadey rhythms run as I sit upon the setting sun
Grandiosity, steady-handed high velocity
Absorbed the tones of rap-battle animosity
Decided it was not for me.. I'd rather cop a
Stock of matching crockery, rabid on a shopping spree

Behold the breathing benediction of the meta fiction
And vivid infliction, now embarking on this expedition
See, I've been having premonitions in my exposition
Of all the best positions to fuel this next edition
The view through the new frosty wine cooler
You might have heard of him as the lost divine ruler
Sipping that Grape Juice, flossing dry humor
Prodigal high schooler, foreseen a bright future