On the dark streets of 80s Hong Kong...
It rises from the depths of the soul...
Discreet, typeset, shy...
The hype hardly does just to the resurrected tales...
Agent Smith walks in gaudiness...
Japan refuses to center on the English wor(l)d...
But boldly it shouts...
What are these forms that appear in alien skies?
Only the widening eye of the devil truly knows...
And no one knows how mathematics can transform language...
It rises from the depths of the soul...
Discreet, typeset, shy...
The hype hardly does just to the resurrected tales...
Agent Smith walks in gaudiness...
Japan refuses to center on the English wor(l)d...
But boldly it shouts...
What are these forms that appear in alien skies?
Only the widening eye of the devil truly knows...
And no one knows how mathematics can transform language...
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