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Perception
And you found your self
in a place
of fear & loathing,
a place
of
Brittle blood flakes
&
stains
of substances -
Standing mysterious,
speaking in rows
like mystical gods
of civilizations in shadows -
Saying:
Yeah, everything is
relative alright,
and that is what makes us
what it makes us
&
We have used
disgust & fright
to separate the refuse
from the light -
Ready for enlightenment,
Like
A struck chord
in the symphony
of
the
Self – stealth,
Across the whole
of
humanity,
From human to human,
Perception
to
Perception.
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