Bored

Let’s go for a spin,

my bike is your bike,

now our tracks block our path

unite our forces

we meet the moon,

and shake imperial hands,

taking score of what’s not,

opening wide the jaws of fate,

taking hold of the hand in hand,

opening my clovered leaf

tearing through a new belief.

it’s time, it’s now, it’s over

over?

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