((Eid(e))tic)
Bust out the champagne
Just gimme that big green light
Clear signs of clear seas
How I might have missed
Without proper diligence
Bullseye Easter Egg
Manic all over
I can feel it creeping in
But sightly shifted
For you placed your bet
Only after I placed mine
Confirmed with a look
So the ivy grows
Thorns covered and bridges built
Green grown with no curse
A night of regret
For things forgotten assumed
Revealed as a dance
Dark solemn duty
Turned once more into a game
Well tended garden
I can't stop stomping
Beginning seen at the end
Music to my ears
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