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My mind is an everlasting breath of knowledge,

What I happen to perceive predicts my future,

An uphill challenge towards conviction,

I choose to live a thousand lives and die a thousand deaths,

Waiting and wanting the power generation to begin,

My tears drown all the pain and sorrow of my treasures,

But one chance ignites a flame hotter than the sun,

Acumen, reality is what killed me last night,

I began the dream I never forgot,

I must complete all that I've started,

Hate reflecs anger of love,

To feel with joy and sorrow,

But one last dream without a plot thrusted my body to death,

I chose the trail I chose,

My tears mixed in a puddle of blood,

The wise men ripped my inner soul,

But all that belongs and ever shall be.

Why?

Well I killed the messenger of life.

C'est la vie.