| Lucidity has found me, awareness is mine
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| The fog of distance scatters
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| Rugged landscape
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| Bizarre, unforgiving, unabashed
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| Beams reflect, rallying burden
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| Magnifying eminence that plagues
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| Disorienting tempo
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| Aridity pervading
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| This terrain, neither hell nor mirage
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| Repels fiction with its polarity
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| Existence undressed
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| Reality laid bare
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| A seething, wild force, pure and raw
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| I traced logic, drew all conclusions
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| And came to the crossroads of thought
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| The desert of absurdity, its brilliance revolting
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| Compels me to accept my lot
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| Ceaseless mining — we scour for meaning
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| A world devoid of purpose and truth
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| Thus awakes the absurd, its dissonance engulfs me |