A-typritical Monkey

Fevers come upon paradise

We shudder at the dawn

If I translate, I hope I translate nice

Love has it going on

When one knows when to rest

Sacred is the song

A melody I seek to sing

If only to do

A creative mess, I admittedly shrink

Seeking what is new

Data not what data think

Broader is the view

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