Presépio

Once apon a time there was a little criancinha

She was por obrigation in the palinhas coitadinha

Virgin madrinha with a gravida look

Saint José waiting ali ao pé

The vaca madona dancing like a madalena

The burro laughing que nem um Bush

We the ovelhinhas still believing no Pai Natal

Because in Natal no one takes a mal,

Unless Mohamed, o profeta, who finds himself no Carnaval

And she cried, she cried

Meu father, meu father

I am very egoteístazinha

23:56 = Mid-night

The sound of reading/writing disks breaks almost generaly through, including mine ejecting ready to go

In a rithmic fashion sound of keypresses mix with noise strobes and some melody underground

I looked at my time and glanced at a pile of disks, I was willing to do other things then those the watch was suggesting

Coliding in space, flowing through in time.

Sunlight became polarized which had peculiar effects on things

Everything's a dream but the wall you hit your head on making you dream further

Obliquity of the ecliptic applies

Beyond Einstein
Follow the white rabbit

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:B