There’s a war in the chat bots
And it’s all about taking shots
And not seeing each other’s points of view
I adopt the one that you 
Profess that you own 
But now I’m grown
I’ve been born and raised
And its something that I’ve praised
I don’t need no sea to open 
I don’t need to get by on coping 
I need to release my hands and see
That in the realm of grey mystery
There is a fleck of colour 
In the absence something fuller
Makes itself known 
And though the game may have been thrown 
Something still resides in my soul 
It’s more than an ad at the Super Bowl 

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