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MAX_INPUT_TOKEN_LENGTH = int(os.getenv("MAX_INPUT_TOKEN_LENGTH", "2048"))
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lyrics_pool = [
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"[VERSE 1]\nBack when I was broken up
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"[INTRO]\nSo now i sprint\narms wide, fists clenched\nthirst not quite quenched\nI know what we can be\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK\nbut i remember who we used to be\n\n[VERSE 1]\nDying on the cross of who we used to be\nthen i remembered what we all agreed\nto seek out love in all its different energies\ngo back home and then return a bigger better thing,\nonce upon a time we shared a frequency\nbut now we in a different paradigm\nif it’s interference when you seein me\ni’m in paradise\nuse a different pair of eyes\nwe are not the same\n\n[HOOK]\nWe are not the same\nwe are not the same\neverything changed one day\nwe are not the same\nwe are not the same\ni think i like it better this way\n\n[VERSE 2]\nYou should throw the ceiling back\nwhat’s your code to reattach?\nsometimes when i look up at the sky at night, I see a map\nwayfinder, you free at last\neven though the sea is black\nyou can be a firekeeper too, you just need a match\n\n[VERSE 3]\nI got a different assignment\nits in a different alignment\nI came equipped with additional drivers passenger seat with the blinders\nnaturally gifted and guided\ngradually it became normal to hide it\nfear of the fuel I was given to live in this body would leave me divided\nfeelin far from a higher form\ntemperatures up in the biodome\nmight’ve been off of that microdose when I decided to sit by the firestone\nI saw it all when my eyes were closed\nopened em up now its time to go\nbut something done shifted for all of us all a sudden the light is on, whoa\nsharpen the mind with effort\nsoften the psychic edges\nwith fungus fibers and lettuce the darker the night the better\nthe harder I tie the headdress\nthe farther can fly the message\nreach higher to pull the sun down, i wonder who else remembers\nyeah\n\n[BRIDGE]\nThis is not a hologram or a simulation\nit would be so easy if that were the situation\n\n[OUTRO]\nSo now i sprint\narms wide, fist clenched\nthirst not quite quenched\nI know what we can be\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK but i remember who we used to be\nso now i sprint\narms wide, eyes squinched\nthirst not quite quenched\nits a lucid dream\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK beloved, none of this is new to me",
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MAX_INPUT_TOKEN_LENGTH = int(os.getenv("MAX_INPUT_TOKEN_LENGTH", "2048"))
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lyrics_pool = [
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"[VERSE 1]\nBack when I was broken up, chasing after y’all's shit,\nPriority was smoking up, tryna keep the bar lit.\nI tried to use this pain of mine to fertilize the garden,\nI would do it rain or shine, I was overwatering.\n\nWhen you take care of business where the air’s acidic,\nBe careful and beware of it—it’s parasitic.\nFrom Wonder Valley, I extend healing,\nYo, gonna see for miles if you receive.\nHere comes the Ayurvedic love.\n\n[VERSE 2]\nWhen Wonder Valley called me, I was all severely wounded,\nShattered up and badly in need of some therapeutics.\nNow the money right, I’m drippin' dragon barracudas,\nBut I lost the soft-touch Bodhisattva toolkit.\n\nGot hasty, I couldn’t sit and wait,\nThen I put as much weight as I could carry on my plate.\nBecause I’m built different, I can see around the corner,\nI was harder on the homies if they couldn’t keep the pace.\n\nCouldn’t see the unfolding of the marigolds,\n‘Cause it felt like being hurt was more relatable.\nThank God fire is my elemental,\nTransformation couldn’t find a better pencil.\n\nNow it’s time to go where the current always wanted me,\nThat day I said, “The beast won’t get none of me.”\nAnd even though the empire hunted me,\nI had to turn my back to it, face what’s in front of me.\n\n[BRIDGE]\nYou’ll always be home by the campfire.\nYour higher self can’t die, but it can tire.\nLive another day, and you will fight again.\nHeal up, heal up, then fight again.\n\n[VERSE 3]\nThe red solar sky gave way to the metallic moon,\nThe temperature dropped, and I felt the valley cool.\nI’m in the medicine’s grip; now we’re compatible,\nThe desert floor undulated as a pool.\n\nWhite-purple light filled the basin,\nEverything is just a vibration.\nA sea of stars stretched out in front of me,\nAnd unseen company.\n\nSaid everything you’re chasing is right here in Wonder Valley.",
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"[INTRO]\nSo now i sprint\narms wide, fists clenched\nthirst not quite quenched\nI know what we can be\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK\nbut i remember who we used to be\n\n[VERSE 1]\nDying on the cross of who we used to be\nthen i remembered what we all agreed\nto seek out love in all its different energies\ngo back home and then return a bigger better thing,\nonce upon a time we shared a frequency\nbut now we in a different paradigm\nif it’s interference when you seein me\ni’m in paradise\nuse a different pair of eyes\nwe are not the same\n\n[HOOK]\nWe are not the same\nwe are not the same\neverything changed one day\nwe are not the same\nwe are not the same\ni think i like it better this way\n\n[VERSE 2]\nYou should throw the ceiling back\nwhat’s your code to reattach?\nsometimes when i look up at the sky at night, I see a map\nwayfinder, you free at last\neven though the sea is black\nyou can be a firekeeper too, you just need a match\n\n[VERSE 3]\nI got a different assignment\nits in a different alignment\nI came equipped with additional drivers passenger seat with the blinders\nnaturally gifted and guided\ngradually it became normal to hide it\nfear of the fuel I was given to live in this body would leave me divided\nfeelin far from a higher form\ntemperatures up in the biodome\nmight’ve been off of that microdose when I decided to sit by the firestone\nI saw it all when my eyes were closed\nopened em up now its time to go\nbut something done shifted for all of us all a sudden the light is on, whoa\nsharpen the mind with effort\nsoften the psychic edges\nwith fungus fibers and lettuce the darker the night the better\nthe harder I tie the headdress\nthe farther can fly the message\nreach higher to pull the sun down, i wonder who else remembers\nyeah\n\n[BRIDGE]\nThis is not a hologram or a simulation\nit would be so easy if that were the situation\n\n[OUTRO]\nSo now i sprint\narms wide, fist clenched\nthirst not quite quenched\nI know what we can be\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK but i remember who we used to be\nso now i sprint\narms wide, eyes squinched\nthirst not quite quenched\nits a lucid dream\nmy feet might bleed my heart might break OK beloved, none of this is new to me",
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