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I’m a superposition magician
Filled with superstition
A mitochondric pandemic of faith fueled chaos
Cross faded into fatal futility
Of a world enraptured in itself
Egonomics fueling extinction
I’m everywhere and nowhere at once
Pulling my hand from the box
Animals all
No one talks to me
Because I’m divorced from their reality
Forever looking at the far side of the mirror
The world grows queerer
As the end draws nearer
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