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[p_mintconfizzle]

i take another step towards racing another champion
waking another manikin from its state of inate enchanted zen
and I plan to win every goal that im setting, hitting, passing
like i'm getting everlasting parole from the whole that Ive landed in
I stand again, and strike the ground with thunderous plunder-fist uppercuts
looking down to find the light and took sand to the eye like a fiery skyline
under us
around us and each space we put between
the obscene is begging to be beautiful basically to be seen
hearts ween their intentions off of perfection as the complections reach the rhyme of complex things
as ages climb to reason of seasoned and strong willed yet honest biengs.
well versed like a chorus class of raspy runts turned solo acts
alone in the back of an auditorium clapping for more of them happily
we tip our hats to the young lust that thirsts for the spotlight leaving the rest of the perspective looking offwhite
checks like angles lie to us make believing their strangled but straight dot to dot lines
while decieving us like lemings leaping while relieved they got to take flight
take to the air but the might of the ground pounds you lifeless and faceless
while we the well rounded groundfooted run our races