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I'm up again Never was a night owl Studying the gloss It's written in to come across Stereo offset, rainwater basket A frequency One that flickers slightly It makes a sound Nothing catches on Stereo offset, rainwater basket Turning pages, searching for the rind I'm reminded of the taste of bitter melon On the short side, written out in long hand Fruit and its cover, I circle it over Over and over I'm up again I never was a night owl Studying the gloss It's written in to come across Stereo offset, rainwater basket A field of points I circle in towards I'm reminded of bitter melon Now that I'm certain, written out in long hand The fruit and its cover, I circle it over Over and over From Letras Mania