as dark as the moon
Would we be the heroes on a flying ship
Controlled by a chip
I should fly and save the world
my ego so twirled
These faces are much too beautiful
all, too, so hurtful
Maybe the cartoonists should leave the rest
only design the crest
And to all of us leave the best
making this life not a cartoon
... But a contest
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