Surrounding Certain Percentages
The end to an era of thinking,
Trepidation is wearing off,
New doors arise in tune to a future oblivious to a tangled past.
Entities aware and watching,
Waiting for forced habit to align stars and egos and maybe even intellectual maturities.
The design of the artist.
The soul of the singer.
The rage of millions taunting and pulling the norm until it explodes and withers and no longer eludes, deludes, or excludes a certain percentage.
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