Slow fog rolling through town
On an odd night to say the least
Numbers came in strange patterns
Destiny seemed to take over completely
Fate stepped in to align these circumstances
Everything was in sync and out of step
It was clearly all supposed to happen
A stroke of luck in the blink of an eye
The pizza tasted better than the pasta
It was a dark time for the freedom fighters
The clean fresh air smelled sweet to taste
Planets in the universe revolved and evolved
The stars told us what to do as the story unfolded
Then we all lived happily ever after
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