chocolate they were eating chocolate
On a small hill inside of a well protected valley
They were frying steak and checking supplies
everything was a party, an infinite party
Eating and drinking their beer
asking many questions to try to distill down
The secrets of the few successful people in the room
But that information was withheld
They sat nibbling away at the steak and chocolate
speculating on the arbitrary form of reality
coming to no tangible conclusions
and through beer and uncaringness
slipped back into a hollow neutral state
Just for consumption fresh out of the womb
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