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Their eyes are yet to open
The gears are set in place to guide me to affinity
Atrophy, the thorn of time's aging vine
Harrowing winds press the mesh and curse the flesh
Rotting away
But here in this reality, my thoughts transform fatality
An almost endless exploration of our cosmic minds
Perpetuated through the sands of time
Contort reality, distort fallacy, pave my way
Contort reality, resort to malady
This lucid dream lingers onward, indefinitely
I am one