| Tear down these walls we built to protect
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| And withstand the need for resentment
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| During the advent of all things to come
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| Feel the friction of converging thoughts
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| Forming into emotions, bringing us to the brink of our senses
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| A charade of deduction we cannot grasp
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| Meet me at the outer rim, at the end of consciousness
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| Perpetuate those emotions, divulging all which defines us
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| A contortion of spaces escaping far beyond our perception
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| A systemic error of being giving birth to all of our actions
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| These alignments now falling apart
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| In order to break the barriers we once set ourselves
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| We are now passing the outer regions of our minds
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| Answer my call for in the light we shall thrive
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| Come again to your senses
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| And set the impending inception of change |