in the dark the light melts and streams downhill into some other excuse for reuse and reminders of the finders' fees we pay for being found or coming around at least while the feast overwhelms the table and the famine is more than a fable when you switch back and forth between metaphors and literal scores you could take to the bank if it didn't rank quite so low and there wasn't quite so much refreeze
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