| In the reflection of the water’s stream, I watch the current carry me.
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| Irresolute and indiscriminate, this liquid flux is transcendent.
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| A birth to conquered memories of sentimental quintessence.
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| Learning to let go of oneself converts grievance into lessons.
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| Your innermost thoughts appear physically. |
| Cataclysm is bound to everything.
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| The event horizon; |
| there is no escaping, inescapable.
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| Light speeds, black holes, time lapse; |
| we’re unstable.
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| To contemplate the unthinkable, break free from captivity.
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| Envelope the atmosphere with magnetized waves of processed nerve activity.
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| Bring me back to the river’s edge to bathe in consequence.
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| Future events colliding, spoken of in present tense.
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| The event horizon; |
| there is no escaping, inescapable.
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| Light speeds, black holes, time lapse; |
| we’re unstable.
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| Misplaced ideals provoke tension. |
| There is no escaping it. |
| Dementia in this
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| dimension.
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| Our neurologic fortitude has been broken through.
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| All of the pieces once whole have shattered in contact with you. |
| Dementia.
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| In the reflection of the water’s stream, I watch the current carry me away.
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| Irresolute and indiscriminate, this liquid flux is transcendent.
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| Carry me away. |