The Russian Futurists
science of the seasons
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Stitched and sutured ill-fated futures
Amassed the past in archaic computers
Come join the ranks in our data banks; a life without thanks
And on that night i drank and you cried
And on your bed all nights where we lie
I stayed awake you, you fell asleep on tear soaked sheets
We're so new and young like science
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