Accelerate.
You are the messenger, full with pigeon wings.
It's been a while, maybe a while, maybe a bit longer,
But I've held you for a week now and I cannot resist. I cannot resist.
Accelerate. Like a ribbon wrapped with feathers.
A swallow in the heather.
Bull. China shop. Me, I'm the bull and I just can't stop spinning.
There's a song we used to sing, back around 1993. It was peppy
and
shiny and made me tremble in my knees.
Accelerate. Brick back the titans and their armor. Bring back
the joyous ruckus we've enjoyed for some time now.
And know it's not forever, you're just soaking in the laughter.
And remember it is time now. Accelerate.

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