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Janus Coin Toss

Shuck and prod,
FUCK THE ODDS!
Ain’t much to absolve.

But to touch and evolve?
Such resolve.
Midas would’ve been appalled.

Had it been my call?
Touch and ride.
Such a vibe?

Liberates and emboldens inside.
A far rush, don’t turn the world to gold.
Turn to stardust those you twirl and hold.

Intentions are seeds and energy that moves others forward?
Is the synergy at the core of worlds!
The inner we’s are immortalized when we unfurl.

If we spin a breeze… that brings the knees…
To tingle and carry awesomeness…
Intermingle and tarry honest sense…

For Singularity of Consciousness!
But if I’m NOT on with this?
If I’m just crazy and way the holy fuck off?

If this is my big stand and laud,
List the job and kiss the spot
But miss the shot?

Sucks, then if prophecy’s been robbed!
I’ll STILL stake my stance
On the Consciousness Expanding Dance.

Good luck to the rest of the skeptic mob.
Shuck and prod,
FUCK THE ODDS!
Ain’t much to absolve.
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