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KITCHENWORLD: Spin spin spin my tail. / We listen, we observe. / I seem to make cut mistakes in our double-sided beachwear. / We wear it as our armour. / Only the most courageous cook will survive this battle. / Spoons, forks and knives fly like spears towards us. / We jump down from the table and hide. / We give them a lesson: / We're gonna have a big party tonight. / We will join the parade with confetti of breadcrumbs. / We're not going to stop this now. / We will grow / We will grow our little world / greater than any other.

 

 

BECOMING LUCID: We are having a dream / of becoming something new. / I see us in the middle of all natural growth / and one day / we will wake up in different bodies, / watching our old ones sleep.

 

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