patterns
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When it rains, it pours,
They say,
I've never known a grander truth.
Skies turn gray and I
Drown again
In water, tears, and straight vermouth.
Patterns, fractals,
Seem to be
Imma liar, but I'm honest.
Someone you don't wanna spar with
Sometimes my anger drives me,
And I just can't shake the harness
Mark's a literary marksman, words always hit their target
I and Pi personify
and roll the die on you and I;
We think, we speak, we spin, we creak,
the beat is 2-pi, you and I,
you-I, you-I, you-I, you-I, you-I
