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Blind Sight

Now in the heavens our emotions warm the stars,

 

Protected by our future in utero we seek more, onwards through the Kuniper we'll go, now juxtaposed with Mars,

 

This high fades as blood runs from steaming corpses while we hold hands, our love so gorgeous here now draining memoirs,

 

Your perception isn't ours, your the ones conditioned to conform by propoganda's scars, how on the trails of ignorance did you get this far?

 

You can't judge when you don't even know who you are.

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31 / M / WV
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Feb 17, 2020
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