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i heard a shot from the providence.
the principles of politics -
could i pay the price for what i need to know?
could it be so pure? could it be so lovely?
is the truth just so beyond above me?
could you substitute my fear with love?
 

....nothing feels real - could it be that i've already died?
life is an illusion. love is all that's mine.
time is nothing precious. it's made up in my mind.
God's the truest essence. invisible divine.
so time is what we make it. we pass through broken chimes.
the sounds we make reflect until infinity will cry.
carbon copied programs. my mind is all but sly.
my soul feels so ashamed to fit inside this frame.
i can't transcend the distance with a brain that blocks my mind.
california glistens. the shiny plastic sky.
safe to bet the in-betweens are hollow as the lines.