I found gear in the closet
It’s close to it
Close it
Shun the darkness can clothe the light
It’s close to it
Close it
How can the honey suck the rose
If it’s not a honey suckle rose
Don’t touch the vine
be whipped at the sound of its snap
Found gear in the space of time
meteor rocketships spare
it’s time of dime to create the flow of energy
that’s lost
Buzzing nature by its cord
hold on don’t pass go until you pick up the gear.

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