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Capture those Zen Moments

It was a controlled accident,
I think you said it best,
How much smarter must I be?
To capture all those Zen moments?
Upstairs in the green garage,
Recording from post-historic,
We'll soon not forget,
Hello there young arrogant,
Hello there young arrogant.
You study my face,
Like bird song chatter,
My ideas are free,
Written down and gathered.
See me?
Down there on the map?
I'm so very tiny,
Where is the magnifying glass?

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