| Confusing the past with the future
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| Inspired by some magical force
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| Misusing the words of a stranger
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| Pretending they’re yours
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| The Monk
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| In search of a different treasure
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| Misguided by places and time
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| By riddles that ne one can answer
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| Not knowing they’re mine
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| With a secret that I couldn’t share
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| And an army that’s no longer there
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| Thes writings in code
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| All the poems I wrote
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| Were simple an act of despair
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| These book is a trap of ilussions
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| Meant to mislead and reveal
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| Weaving a web of delusion
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| Round a truth so unreal
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| Set in an alternate order
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| Four thousand s in rhyme
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| Will take you from border to border
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| On a journey divine
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| With a sercret that I couldn’t share
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| And a world that would no longer care
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| The task I fulfilled
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| Obeying God’s will
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| Was simply an act of despair
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| The work I created will show him the way
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| The traps that I laid won’t lead him astray
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| I’ll rest assured when the deed is done
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| And the mystery’s solved
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| Yes the mystery’s solved by the chosen one
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| With a secret that I couldn’t share
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| And a world that would no longer care
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| The task I fullfilled
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| Obeying God’s will
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| Was simply an act of despair |