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Our fast times

Were overshadowed by their lies

While the moments fly

Where the blame tries

We escape to a better view

It’s our future

Our bright and beautiful connections

Shaped by all our songs

An era refusing to limit itself

Excusing itself of mortality

A quickening

A solace

We break rank and formation

Always there yet immaculate

Immaterial yet immortal

Breath through the gentle breeze

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