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~:,,,,,,,, Powers.  Lights  Me  Up  In  The  Subtle ,,,,,,,,:~
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,,,,,,,,,, Into The Center  Funnel,  Into The Sharp ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Prism   At   Its   Bottom.Their   Voices ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Combine  Each  Night  Into  A  Wonderful ,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,, Chorus    As   They    Are    Refracted. ,,,,,,,,,,
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:,,,,,,,,, The Sea.  We  Power Our Little Pets With ,,,,,,,,,:
~:,,,,,,,, This Energy.                             ,,,,,,,,:~
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