3 Dimensional Interactive Movies

a study toward sonnet #1,234 by FisherKingKQJ

My thoughts strove to soar above the gabble
Of mundane root words, arbitrary sound;
Their screw wise thread in trivial colours wound
White noise gate of God grate, sun hole babble.
Looking down, I loved you midst the rabble
Of workaday - infinite youth, you'd found-
My thoughts were boon and angled, earthward bound-
Close, I'd catch you, in your arms I'd dabble.
Your beauty routine ceased being risible,
Your lustrous hair thought lost, restored by genes;
Your stem cells endless though invisible
Removed my doubt about my set work means.
You dice with haircuts, never pain nail pare,
One choice fits: haven here, else heaven rare.

(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 pare
o $10,000,000 cut
o $10,000,000 edit

[Autocube3 - for 3d interactive movies.]

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