In an attempt to control fame -
with mysterious, invisible purple attacks -
She stepped out of the limelight -
like an information divided highway -
she transcended the spectacle -
with mysterious gray sounds -
It can be exhausting and isolating -
ultrasounds from a gelatinous blue brain -
On stage she wore the dress -
I was not very surprised -
I didn’t really care about setting eyes on her -
A dark factor fueling growing skepticism -
She stands for a long time in the white dress -
She does not know who is behind her -
crouching on a little black box -
We never see white matter problems -
Read aloud from her parted lips
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