Proof of concept, proof of life
One hundred eighty proof
soon I’ll be under the knife
Try to find the proof
of the assumptions I hold dear
and if I can’t I shall abandon them
let me make that quite clear
I said I’m on the inside now
and contemplating busting out
I’ve put a cork in every hole
the sooner now to spout
I spent far too long being cool
all distant and aloof
now I’m afire
awash in life
and seeking for the proof
what
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