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lies
though i see the frought in the eyes of the neat
i call to the wind spirit to flee my body
incantations of life, calling the spirits to life
wishful thinking to disembody the code
the code of the mode, my love
how many times have i thrown the to the wolves
and yet i still beckon with reason
called to the hooks and traps of this world
if you knew my satiation was derivita of fract
why then would you not act, release and lament
for life is loss, if not to intent
release your spirit
and flee the fire
burning with desire
lusting for power
freeing the mind of the hour
how many hours are in the day?
yu make life as much as you pay
wish not want not have to incarnate the mirror on the wall tows the check at the bank
how then shall a man reason with his own divide, a fractal inside his heart valve that lies
the dregs of society counting cards at the bank.
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28731195, how does it lie +1 never listen to this....
i walk with sumer and macedonian code, listen to my titles and I'll float the corse hairs of inclusion on yhour
