Too late for lightspeed
I was out to brunch
I give me another number planet
To crunch
Here is the future
In the seeing of the light
I am a lightbringer
Kiss evil goodnight
The light is the season
Of a holier avenue
I survive here as a guardian angel
No need to confuse blues
Even they can see me blooming
With my gold in my heart
The rest of the homeless
Just piss and fart...
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