The human wheel, that force unseen
The offspring of a deathless soul
Can hew away to any goal
The walls of granite intervene
Be not in patient delay
but Wait as one who understands
When spirit rises and demands
The Gods are ready to obey
Take my money like an ugly beak
Covered in my mind, but too dumb to see
A Fibonacci burnin' by your jealousy
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Then the winter flew to a sick young coward
Look into then, like went on hating
? Lady, a gently apple to own by God
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