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On the strings U dance to the music,
Scared of the man programming the watch,
Exiting the room U seek the glow,
The real attention U piece the part,
Facing the left as it is to the right,
Kindling the unwelcomed living might,
He is out there somewhere for me U say,
Uninvited by the family that preys,
A puppet on a string entertaining the stage,
Mentally breaking down the eras made,
The catcher admits that this is fast pitch,
Only U don’t know how the circumstances switch,
Across the platform are rickety fingers,
Addressing the mellow of stars that linger,
U don’t realize the fear of my program,
Honest I know U don’t give a dam.
