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Wormholes - text

Faster we'd swim through water if we still had fins
There I was your friend, feel as though I still am
Guess we're mean when we are young, with no clue how long it took to reassemble you out of star refuse
And come alive after being sent through an infinite tube of universal refuse
And wonder why that when there's anything reminiscent of truth any acknowledgment of it's just refused
By lethal hands sifting through sands of nothingness and it's never-ending expanse
Then pinching the folds between distant poles to connect a dimension to another dimension through wormholes
Just the other day the sun was rising then Saturday the sun turned into a black hole

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