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The giving of empty shells So beautiful, so polished, I'm astonished
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Going through what's hard to go through It hurts, trembles
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Tiny mirrors
I can see me
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Sped up
Falling down the spiral
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I've come to a place
Where every face is you
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M.C.E. knew of the secrets
The negative space between is also something
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My search for truth always leads me to be knocking
At the doors of you
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So hear me out
I know you understand this
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I now know the truth of your sighs
for I have them too
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The greatest secret if we only knew
Is that everyone is only you
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Layers of simultaneous happenings all in one condensed point
Macrosm and microsm all in all and all the same
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I miss you like I've had you
In a sense you were never there,
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Now I am saying this as an observer that is all and not in complete certainty
Is it just me or is there a lot of falseness with the social
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What it is
Is that we are becoming more conscious
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It's all weird if you ask me...
The sociality of people and how they interact with one another
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I think it's got to be broke down simply.
No words so this in itself is an oxymoron
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What does it mean?
When I want to hear what you would think of it
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We talk about archetypes
As though we are fingering the very fabric of reality
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They say it's like they are in their own little world yet it is far from the truth
The truth is that they are in the depths of everyones w
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It can all be summed up by layers
Layers are transposable,
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I have fiber optics in my veins
Musical vibrations
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to be continued and worked on...
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I do think of you
To me you were this person who seemed to have shared passed experience with me
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I think too much this I know / Ruminate over and again / Looking at the world, the people / Everybody searching, wanting, reaching / Different worlds passing eachother by / Some are like hurricanes repeating round
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Neon lights dancing through the dark / Fibonacci materialization / The chamber between the paws / Felt angles in the architecture / The movement that is the spiral / The questions on everybody's minds / Unanswered
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It is as though I have much to say / But all the words have gone away / Like I've lost language somewhere along the line / So I'll make do with what I have / Do you remember the world when you were a child? / H
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I am ancient Not quite human nor that animal
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Remember you breathe love And always go on from there
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Anbd maybe more to come....
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I wanna say who I am I am real
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Under all those layers of illusory differences We are very much the same
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Under all those layers of illusurary differences We are very much the same
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