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Soaring like a partridge, looking over the skies as I see a cottage, hidden secrets in this time of knowledge.
The force of thoughts to put into action, joined together in power, the ultimate virtue matching.
Diagnostics of reality patching, updating the abilities of my mind where they have been lacking, outside forces keep attacking, but don't know that their force is lacking.
Give knowledge like new life hatching, guarding the doors as the creatures keep scratching, wondering what is happening.
It's a paradox, rewind the clocks as the voice still talks, bind the doors and change the locks.
Make what I have a stronghold, strengthen my mind while wearing this blindfold, notion of mind sometimes appearing dark and cold.
Yet still bold, young in body, but the soul of the old.