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You found the world with your eyes and set the struggle alight. |
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I turned it back, black and white, so |
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I could stay out of sight. |
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We fight each other alive and throw ourselves at the triumph of life. |
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I grew wings and a beak just to stay on my feet. |
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I spill blood from my mouth into yours and survive; |
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You chased me off of the ground. |
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I drew you into the clouds, triumph of life. |
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Many millions of a kind, to the ground confined |
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The few heads that rise up. |
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Learn to take to the sky, |
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Carry the breed in a seed as the family dies. |
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The dead emboldened by the living who learned how to fly. |
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As you get better at killing |
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I get better at surviving. |
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When you get better at looking, |
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I get better at hiding |
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Evolution of sames who change shape in the race |
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And so we run together just to stay in the same place. |
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Red queens in our genes as we rippled and swell, unfold the heart of a shell. |
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We move in step like machines, not one but a sum, not a drop but a wave. |
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Similar we behave not a point but a hum. |
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The war is like a symphony that rings through our lives, |
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We dance together in violence for a chance to survive. |
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We spin around each other to rise up as we strive |
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To gain an edge and for a moment leave the struggle behind. |
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Geminate to attain the greatness the dance sustains, |
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We're both links in the chain wound tight in a braid. |
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We throw our lives at the game and at each other we aim. |
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Crusades of change for the best we made each other. |
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Became worlds of color and war wrought out of peaceful greys. |
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Violent orison that the best within us all will arise, |
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Compete for elites, erode the old to select without death. |
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There's no best winnow to perfect, triumph of life. |
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We twist around the hot white fire of life, |
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At once apart and together we split to unite. |
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Evolve the same strength in each other that we use to collide; |
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Becoming synonyms for antonyms, we combine to divide. |
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We kill each other as a test and use what's left as defense. |
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Your poison builds in me, a venom that |
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I use to dispense. |
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Swallow in, spit out, give birth to death |
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We persist in each other. |
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Dust to life to exist, |
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We've fought a war with each other since the beginning of time. |
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Two coils form a ladder that we use to climb |
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The generation of nations of diversity we overcame. |
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To combine and then to give up our lives |
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As we run from the violence that we left in our wake. |
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We give dust to the lives that to live we must take, |
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To usher in a new means to conceive. |
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Please believe |
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That we would die today to save the ones on the way. |
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We closed the volume of life and each page took a side. |
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They came together and erased what was once a divide, |
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A symmetry, finally as we transcend our strife, |
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There are no sides no divide just the triumph of life. |