| There are moments when the vile remains
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| Created by selfishness inhabiting us all
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| Begin to consume my foundation
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| Slowly muting pieces of me
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| Until there is nothing left
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| An overwhelming sense of empty
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| Leaving behind only fractions of a man
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| Whose life force flourished
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| Within the fire beneath his chest
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| Now stricken with stasis
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| I’m reaching out to change
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| The face of the norm
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| Must find the strength
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| To weather the storm
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| Evolving human interaction
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| There is no room to conform
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| Slipping into this oubliette
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| The desire to suspend time
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| All movement takes over
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| A wish for silence to fall upon the earth
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| Contort depths of reality
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| Erase myself from existence
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| Until the sun shines
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| On my reformation
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| Lucid dreams the catalyst
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| To live as other people
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| Delve into the human psyche
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| Gain intimate knowledge
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| Awaken the masses |