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Lower your pace to a faltering trot
Stare into space, find your favourite spot

Black holes under fluttering eyelids
Curving all around like an ampersand

Hearty applause, that is very well played
Given the jaws of your better blockade

Keep on rocking, keep on rolling
Only drowning will bring you back to land

It's going fine
It's going fine
Et cetera
It's going fine
It's going fine
Et cetera
You're not crossing the line
The line is crossing you

In your sublime, tragicomical style
Squandering time in denial of denial

Easy peasy lemon squeezy
You're a running dog with its back on fire