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Blinks, flashes… uneven matches

Rivals, friends, nights without ends

Simulating adversity, emulating alacrity

Satiating saturdays, breaking the trends

Dunk or be dunked, establish your base

Sweet victory or stunning disgrace?

Energy elixers fueling a zeal

Every day we arrive we stay until black

Everyone free to exceed, free to relax

Our own counter-culture we aren’t refined

Although we are in our own way…

Just not defined

By any robotic rules or rote ideals

With so many feels..

We keeps it reals