He said: Your sign is the radio telescope
So herein emulate the electron microscope
In this blighted garden you must grow
From the blighted raindrops derive your succor, and know
Simple rhymes are gonna say it all
There's all of time, and there's right now
So control yourself this time
And expand your hope
In a dream of Buddha
I give you ideas
In a dream of white mist
I give you the deal:
You will.
Now go.
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