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You think it doesn't mean a thing
But everything must mean a thing
For nothing ever equals nothing
If you really stop and think
Fill the head with tiny talk
And follow suit as hands in clocks
And never dream of looking inward
For the combo to the lock
When everything is systematic
It is all automatic
For the one who is aware
Of the code beneath the smoke
And mirror plot
To keep us but dead dots
Atop the map that leads the genius
From the bottom of the earth up to the top
