To rip and tear the fabric that does not exist anymore
An impossible feature that has been introduced
Leaking into the bloodline
or possibly an injection.
Hypothetical thoughts in a petri dish
Lines of people
Every wire laid straight, untangled for a purpose
Conduct the necessary amount of tests to find
Every question should not be answered
Sixth senses not acquired
Unexposed, points of focus, monochrome, depth, two-dimensional
Discovered latent messages wound up
One beneath a floorboard and a few in the sky
Payment upfront for the possibility of insight
Every piece moves accordingly
Rush of who's turn next
Risk of where the board ends
Got into a taxi before it rained all afternoon
Slide around in the comfort of another's judgment call
Seconds matter when it is getting dark
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