| Let truth be told,
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| If not malicious, the nature of humanity is volatile,
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| Often thoughtlessly brought to irrational ends.
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| And I have mused on the future that may effect…
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| Dark times designed of dark minds.
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| Now please walk with me, my friend,
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| this is what i believe and know to be true.
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| I believe and know fear runs deeper than reason,
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| That rampant weakness is veiled by aggression.
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| I believe and know defeat is the order of man,
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| Resting well in euphemism and excuse;
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| In biting reality, eternally sleepless.
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| No, I do not believe roses only bloom just to conceal the thorns.
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| I merely accept the thorn pricked finger bleeds.
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| It is foolish to think the adder benign.
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| Let us walk together in acute perception, wake insight from sleep;
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| Outside of doctrines, anchored in bitter reality.
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| I will walk with you, my friend.
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| We will walk… |