This day is a moment
In the universal wake,
We roam forever in the
Ageless confusion now.
But we have a hope
Of finding the expression,
We have a little thought
Of finding the golden coin.
So please call this day love
And seek out affections now,
For we are left in this rock
This ball of blue waves.
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