| Corridor Of Chameleons
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| We’re The Carriers Of A New Anomaly;
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| Fold,
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| Unfold.
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| Bend,
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| Shift Color.
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| Always Turning Our Backs To The Wind.
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| Deaf To The Inner Voices Screaming.
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| Purpose, Profit, Act Only To Gain.
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| Blistered Tounges From Licking Greedward.
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| Taste The Enemy.
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| Throw Up Their Means.
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| Swallow The Bits That Fit Your Needs.
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| Keep Your Eyes Searching In All Directions,
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| Scanning For Opportunities Off You Go.
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| Begin Your Climb.
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| Aim For The Topmost Twig Of Lies.
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| Put On A Shape To Pass Undisturbed.
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| Pick A Color To Blend With Surroundings.
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| Choose A Voice Suiting,
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| Appropriate For The Never Benignant Purpose.
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| Spin Your Eyes To Read The Court.
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| Smoothen Your Path Before The Start
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| Even Out,
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| Fill The Holes With The Toxic Clay Of Your Rotting Heart.
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| A Contagious Neuro-Ego-Disease.
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| A Virus Sticking To Liars.
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| We’re The Self-Centered Fuel To Boost The New Strain Of Fire.
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| Adapting, Shifting, Lacking Opinion.
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| Our Numbers Exceeding The Billions.
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| Everly Walking Among Ourselves Down The Corridor Of Chameleons.
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| Continue Through The Skein Of Boughs,
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| Navigate To Keep You Straight On Track.
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| Make The Right Ramification-Turns.
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| Conceit Will Be Your Allied Guide.
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| Climb The Hierarchy Ladders Invisibly,
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| Veiled By The Canvas Of Putrid Dreams.
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| Every Obstacle Surmountable To The Clouded Vision You’ve Conceived. |