For the next dawn I long 
                 To sip the nectar of the song 
                  Lovely hymning by the newborn 
                  Moment twinkling for a twinkle lone 
                  This weaves the long to the longer tone 
                  The never-ending elastic tale told on an’ on. 
                  The swinging fine the Time so clever 
                   The naughty kid playing the top ever 
                   Spinning swaying levering leveling 
                   Churning running waving an’ withering! 
                    Resurrecting to the Next, and to the Next 
                    The Ever-rolling wonder the bewildering text! 
                     The Tune playing the collage the fusion concert 
                      The ring tone spectrum decorating the scene perfect! 

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