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Musical Lightning
The deaf man roams the streets
 His eyes on the sky
 Darkness is stretching far and wide
 The first white hits the menacing world
 And the deaf man is at peace
 The lightshow displayed at his face
 Entrances his mind
 The splendor spreads into his imagination
 And he drifts home on a boat of calamity
 
 Description of a self
 Hardens the expression on faces
 And digs into secret file cabinets
 Stored in a soul
 It eats the brains
 And squishes all the knowledge
 Into a vast turmoil of living printers
 
 Lightning white
 Tends to be a stagnant neutral
 It floats from airspace to seas
 In a swift blink of an eye
 Yet it's generally jaded
 From the day-to-day activities
 It begs the nature to entertain it with
 Puzzles, games, symbols, and secrets
 But all it receives
 Is the age-appropriate sidewalk
 
 Lightning white
 Can blast emotions
 It startles dispositions
 And zaps innocence
 It overcomes walls
 And vanquishes delusions
 It creeps in dormancies
 And billows dreams
 Though it saves its best
 For never
 
 Lightning white
 Has a little touch of every color
 Concentrated into itself
 It walks in Blue Suede Shoes
 It says Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
 It plays in Purple Rain
 It blows up 99 Red (Luft) Balloons
 It bangs on a Green Tambourine
 It lies on Violet Hill
 It studies Evolution Orange
 
 
 Lightning white
 Illuminates dark skies
 It stands out among 
 The trillions of diverse stars
 Showing confidence in its crusades
 
 Lightning white
 Finds truths in a field of falsehoods
 It discovers the unknown
 Under invisible crevices
 And within immense chasms
 
 Lightning white
 Excites the dull rainy days
 It ebbs away at sadness
 And sparks an interest or distraction
 In order to animate a monotonous atmosphere
 
 Lightning white
 Is a lonesome flicker
 Of crowded emptiness
 So unique
 It can find no true companion
 Sure, it can be friends with the cloud
 But the cloud controls it
 Sure, it can be friends with the sky
 But the sky displays it
 Sure, it can be friends with the ground
 But the ground always gets hurt
 Sure, it can be friends with the wind
 But the wind just blows through
 It tries to find the others
 But they're just so far away
 
 Lightning white
 Is me
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