then i sat down with my keyboard,
print media on her knees
but who cares about the endscore?
its a fight we want to see
and i decided not to mind...
that somedays it takes a bassline to start my pulse
and sometimes i'm entrapped in all these plotlines
i hyphenate and oscillate with the speed of the feed
'cause i'm a walking, living, breathing everything
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