Pidgeon holes, multiple things, like electrons, neutrons, and protons, in an atom,

Each single thing, one thing, among everything,

Each, with its own neighbor, a nemesis, a lover,

Aligned, according, to the law of the heavens,

The rebellion of hell, who knows, which of these things,

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Will float, what's with the envious eye, is it just a matter of style,

That some are low, and some are high,

The Earth and gravity, the lord can take away everything,

That some, are a better fuck, than others,

That being good, gets in the way, of the lovely taste,

Of fruit, of flower petals,

Juice, and nectar,

Climb higher and higher,

After a while, there’s no point,

All that’s there, is just a bunch of air,

Unless, everyone was god, and we decided to have a war,

Might as well, settle, on the Earth,

Be a part, of the family.