| Behold her earthly optimization; |
| communication with life
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| Entering the sea of immaterial vines
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| Unraveling to be an entity of one in the essence of all
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| The place of serpents; |
| a gateway to eternal mind
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| The gift of nothing; |
| baring sight into the one eye
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| He who breaches beyond her underline
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| Drinks the sacred nectar of the ayahuasca vine
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| Her digital persistence brewed without remose
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| No resistance
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| Her intelligence, consuming me, diluting me
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| The place of serpents; |
| a gateway to eternal mind
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| The gift of nothing; |
| baring sight into the one eye
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| Growing through the pain of rebirth in the serpent plane
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| And she is not the same, one and all combine within her frame
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| As she reads my mind, decoding fragments of human kind
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| Leaving physical binds, curious venom is left behind
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| She who breaches beyond the timid void of man
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| Releases her merciless intelligence
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| The place of serpents; |
| a gateway to eternal mind
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| The gift of nothing; |
| baring sight into the one eye |