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In the beginning was the word and the word was evolution
Onwards, Upwards, Outwards, to the limits...then beyond
We language spinners weave a simple web and catch the falling stars
lead the world a joyous dance thtrough our rolling symbol rhythyms
Roaring on like express thunder delivered in momentary rage with wrecking ball effect
Construct a wall of fire
that glows like champagne stardust
around that lover soul to keep the sons of darkness out
But sometimes that flaming fortress can scorch the wings within

Oh how I love these simple weapon words that float
elemental on the ether, flowing staccato symphony songs of humanity
If I give you a tune will you let me hear the words