may in april
is it is it is it it is isnt it it is
the fly from YESTERDAY
i thought u ephemeral
why if i could lead the life of a fly anytime
my lifes soul purpose
investigating things i like the look of
what is this?
was i here?
look at that!
then i die with a splat
or a buzz
or a blaze of blue electro shock glory always glory
except that adhesive death strip death
a sticky end
u can start again
in ur own time
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