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Published on April 9, 2024 3:39:16 PM ● Video Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jupOQB2XyGQ

Duration: 2:33

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(Verse 1)
A tapestry of terms, woven in the loom of lunacy,
Cryptic chronicles cradled in the crux of curiosit-.
An odyssey of oration, orbiting the obelisk of obscurity,
Syllables syncing to the symphony of surreality.

(Chorus)
In the lexicon gardens where the syntax blooms,
Metaphors mingle with the fragrance of fumes.
In the cadence of the cosmos, we consume,
The enigmatic essence, in the textual womb.

(Verse 2)
A mosaic of musings, marbled with the mystique,
Riddles riding the rhythm, a linguistic technique.
A paradox in prose, where the pen plays hide and seek,
Narratives knit in knots, a treasure trove for the critique.

(Bridge)
Where the ink flows, the mind's eye blinks,
In the gallery of grammar, the quill thinks.
In the abstract art of articulation, it links,
The arcane anecdotes that the spirit drinks.

(Outro)
So let the verses venture, vagabonds of thought,
In the puzzle of poetry, let the enigmas be wrought.
For in the end, it's the cryptic we sought,
(In the vernacular voyage, the truth is taught.)