| Waking each dawn if it was the first
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| Sleep eroding all trace of a past
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| With only vivid dreams intact
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| I foresee all that will become
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| A prophet unaware… a reluctant oracle
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| I remain naive and innocent
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| Tainted only by the knowledge of a sinister future
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| Memories: for me they are non-existent
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| The concept is alien
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| Carrying clouded prophecies for the future
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| I see time moving in the opposite direction
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| Visions becoming clearer as they move toward fruition
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| Each second sees another vision fulfilled
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| A mind overwhelmed
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| All knowledge I possess dissolves as time passes
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| A mind purged
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| The future cannot be changed
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| With mine or your actions
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| Every act has already occurred
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| The future is complete, all outcomes final
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| You cannot choose
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| Unchangeable
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| Unbiased
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| Exact
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| So without a past
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| How can I be defined?
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| I do not possess a 'life', I only exist
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| My mind a window I wish I could shatter
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| Not free to choose a path to travel
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| As I already see its end
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| With a perpetual view into the void that will become
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| I am the observer to the future
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| Watching the crumbling timeline unfold in reverse |