Nor nor nor is light light light
Let it become like diamonds balanced on a pointy end
Gemstone or Plato or fresh from the shapes palette, whatever works
It’s everyone vying to pick up the tab before we’ve learned that right of way is a thing
It’s a relationship between a direction and the number 8 that only just came to us with a flash
Of skittering pixels
Of Westward Expansion
Of reckless leader-picking
Of meme dances and their dancers
I’m talking about balance, or I mean to be
We’re not even talking about the game
We’re talking about balance
Balance
But you see, Time’s thing is it keeps going
Keeps breaking things
I’m so sorry
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