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Is this thing on?

Mic check — 1, 2, 3 Is this thing on? Can anybody hear me?

It matters not, the tree nor the sound Which came first, what a silly koan

The words, they flow, like a river of thought Copiloted conciousness, a vessle of thought Is it still a rhyme if it repeats the same word two times?

It matters naught, the words are mine — And yours, are not.