We bow in worship
None is like you
By adept control of the intangible
you relay words as input
We love you more than anything
By you we create alternate lives
You freeze moments
Perfect images for others to see
What could we do without you
On you we depend completely
You are with us everywhere
Yes, everywhere
We made you
Yet you are the only one true
And unbelievers say
we are addicted
Truly we are, addicted to the worship of you
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Mania In A Monograph
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