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Design
in the depths of the dark unknown
time unwinds and expands my thoughts
twisted dreams, the dead talk
drifting through the void
a riddle or two they propose
speaking in metaphors
I listen intently to utterances of grief
please entertain the notion
or miss out on what is hidden
the knowledge of power is present
delighted to meet you
they greet you personally
with a torrid tale of damnation
they didn't earn this fate
it was given
innocence to be tasted
greedy darkness of the elite
sipping off the flavor of sin
you know we are all prone
it is divine to forgive
neediness in higher realms
there is a society of cold calculation
would it surprise you to know we are brainwashed
fear cripples the masses after all
everything in nature is part of a hierarchy
to think as humans we are not would be foolish
don't you sense it in our uniqueness
we are different
special qualities in design and character
tempted persuasion in a creator
ghosts stuck in a machine
that eats our sorrow
so on the morrow shine for all your worth
be good to those around you
kindness covers a multitude of sin
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