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Disturbing supposed options
Just a butterfly and I
Menasing-along without a care
Critical distance in disrepair
No care for air or time we flaunt
On a wasteful midday jaunt
Being friends of all assumed
Sacred acreage we don’t scout
Keeps our minds from falling out
Discussing only vagueness
Perhaps colours or what’s nice
Extolling virtues of aesthetics
Such a lively round meander
We’re a film noir intervalled with life