Once upon a left right
Center was bored
So he went up a really high mountain
Which was below the valley
The crowd was somewhere else I wasn't sure of
But when your ready I'll give you the directions
Meanwhile nearby
Farther away
In a peaceful war
There was only death
Yet everyone was alive
Close up
A million trillion miles yesterday
in the future
Thinking about non-existence
Only living a lie
So close
But not at all horse shoes and hand grenades
It was all a bitter end
As they lived happily ever after
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