I ordered a new entry into U.I.
I definitely ordered a new entry into U.I.
In the house.
And walking through outer space.
I wanted to walk outside
to the live oak tree.
I wanted to talk outside
to the live oak tree.
I wanted to talk.
Where is your manager?
I wanted to walk.
But I couldn’t.
Throw that thing from minutes ago
in the trash.
Throw and tumble.
What the hell is the concept of trash?
I was just mind, all mind.
Drifting towards our solar star.
Our solar star knows painted cars.
Cars; what the hell is the concept of trash?
Tossing and tumbling with our Universe.
Our Universe knows rotation.
Our Universe grows with rotation.
A spiraling kinda thing.
Well, look at how genetic code grows.
Our Universe knows
I ordered a new entry into U.I.
And now it comes calling.
Now it comes calling.
Tune in Tokyo.
Honda and Toyota.
I have tits.
Honda and Toyota
you did this to me.
I have form, new form.
Luscious, pearl,
candy apple red.
That’s my soul.
Down there.
That’s our soul.
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