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Mathematical conversations; unrelatable relations
Medication drip more sick than the patients
Wrote in my tongue, test it at the next session
Although I teach, seek the lessons in questions
Before the Buddha, my first muse, the universe
A cruz through space time; pay the news no mind
I choose to play amongst the waves in the night
And speak not of my dark dreams in the daytime
Sword fight technique with weapons of pen ink
Even with skin intact, imprinted on impact
Swimming in the clouds, the deep end depends
In fact, less dense at the edges, quite thin
Within the syntax, I send this out to you
Those true things which you currently doubt are true
Those false things you believe are 'Santa Clause'
Look not for the mass consent, just initial cause
It's effective. Check your reflectives and your reflexes
This mess, is all subjective
Not the most superstitious, hype ain't my business
So when Dizzy Gillespie left me, I learned to write physics
Battle scars earned, on guard with infinities
Hit the green, we on par with Parmenides
I love heat too much to love degrees
Writer(s): Jean-pierre Papouloute
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