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Lets say this is you
Born the ideal world of shading
Black and white
Pieces of everything
Concise and absent
Leaving senses left to assume the frame
Hope they'll find completely
That nothing willed complete
Knowing the answer
That mistakes on loan
Is the curse of information
In the ever we stone
All we have is understanding of ourselves
I suppose you can try and explain your ideas to more shelves
But then you're becoming what you despise
The part that creates more barriers for future minds
Volunteer information
If they volunteer their minds
Revolting the causes
Causing them to re-volt their kind
Breathe more life without restraint
Absorb more than you secrete
Observe more don't repeat
You know what lies within your mind and your soul
You could break down barriers no one thought to control
You have become the only one
To understand the all and you'll atone
But heed the fact that you'll be completely alone
I love the taste of fear you emit
Because we are all made of it
In the absence of the life
Yields correct
Don't interject
Your past
Over time
When you don't
Even know
What you'llfind
And when
You'll feel
Apropos
In the eyes
Of your
Very own
New surprise
Hope
Is your
One mistake
In the altered
Life we make
Scale the parts
You had
Pre-planned
And leave them
For the and
Cause you know
When you wait
You'll regret
Your fate