Distal Action at Short Distance

Wander as one must through a digital storm
The bits always bite and you feel like vile norms
Ad hence and bad fences are neighborly costs
Prices and dices on prior to sight
Parity scarcity balanced by night
Tell not! These stories do chafe as they've grown
Periodicity, simplicity, our city is not yet home
Sent by the dream to the dawn and the day
Sunbeams and screams are echoes entrée
Falsification and trust and the boom
Won't but the sky speak of Latin and doom
Godhood and Robin are clacking and worms
Speaking of nonsense, the comfort it squirms

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