| The symbolism of what transpired
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| A representation of what’s meant to be
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| Wilted, withered, like it was once before
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| Set free from its destiny
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| To grow, to search, to find
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| Inner peace and satisfaction
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| In the pinnacle of the mind
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| Direction, then distraction
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| Fall and rise, prominence, demise
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| A premise built on true lies
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| Realism, existentialism, but above all pragmatism
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| The groundwork for the highest possible comprehension
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| Life’s mystery, secrecy, treachery
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| The foundation of all proven knowledge
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| Like water from a bitter sweet spring
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| First, there’s the sweetness, then there’s the sting
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| To be, to know, to live
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| Existence independent of free will
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| Understanding the nature of harmony
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| Perfection achieved when all stands still
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| The symbolism of what’s to come
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| A representation of what now is
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| Unspoken answer to rhetorical questions
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| A basis for scrutiny
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| Unrest, confusion, disorder
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| Traits of the twisted human psyche
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| Like leaves on trees they will fall
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| For cause and effect goes without being told
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| Inevitability predicts that chaos will dwell
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| When you open the gates to universal hell
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| Never mind what’s intended, you never can tell
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| A soul that knows this all to well
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| Rise beyond, let matters fall
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| Out of mind, out of sight, out of knowledge
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| As foretold, magnificence unfolds
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| And now we await demise |