take my hand and pull me off this
incapatious grid i knew
let me slip above and under
let me jump back to the moon
all i see is your reflection
in a pixelated sky
take that final life so we can
both continue our flight
you're amiga i'm atari
there is only lines and shapes
can you guess if we discover
how to take control of this...
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