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THIS IS MYSELF, A BEING, A CRITIC, A SELF PERSON, WITH THE ABILITY TO TURN OFF AS EASY AS IT IS TO TURN ON, A CURSE THAT IS WITH HEART, AND WITHOUT CONCERN, A BRICK THAT HAS BUILD A WALL, WARMTH HAS NO WAY TO ESCAPE OUT, AS IT CAN NOT ESCAPE IN,
IT IS WHAT THIS WORLD HAS MADE, WHAT THIS WORLD HAS CREATED OVER THE YEARS, TO CHANGE WILL BE, FOR A MOMENT IN TIME TO REPEAT ITSELF AGAIN,
A LIFE IS MYSELF, A CREATION, OF ALL HOPE, THAT CAN ONLY BE SEEN THROUGH THE EYE'S, BUT IT'S GONE WITH A BLINK, A SECOND WASTED, AND SOMETHING WE CAN'T FIGURE, WE HAVE MADE THIS, AND WE WALK AS FOR WE NOW IT IS ALL BUT A GIVEN OF NEXT,
MYSELF IS LOVE, BELIEF, IT'S A LOSS,
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