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Imagine little eyes, Staring deep into your soul Seven years of passing time Now, never seven more And in this scope of consciousness Imagine all the flame All the fire, all the ire Of a man you couldn’t name Imagine all the burning All the yearning to be free Imagine all that could have been That, now, will never be. Imagine little ears Seeking wisdom in our world, Creating space between our place With every passing word And in this scope of consciousness Imagine all that gloom, A cry of pain, a splattered stain, A loud and sudden boom Imagine all they could have said Imagine what they heard Imagine all that we have lost In this frenetic blur Imagine that it’s just a dream If that helps you close your eyes, Imagine that it’s just the way Of this evasive life Imagine that the words you read Were not writ by any man Imagine that it really was Some savior’s holy plan Or use the eyes that you still have To see it’s not the way Or use your ears to truly hear All of the lies we say.
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Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 2:31 AM UTC
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Imagine little eyes, Staring deep into your soul Seven years of passing time Now, never seven more And in this scope of consciousness Imagine all the flame All the fire, all the ire Of a man you couldn’t name Imagine all the burning All the yearning to be free Imagine all that could have been That, now, will never be. Imagine little ears Seeking wisdom in our world, Creating space between our place With every passing word And in this scope of consciousness Imagine all that gloom, A cry of pain, a splattered stain, A loud and sudden boom Imagine all they could have said Imagine what they heard Imagine all that we have lost In this frenetic blur Imagine that it’s just a dream If that helps you close your eyes, Imagine that it’s just the way Of this evasive life Imagine that the words you read Were not writ by any man Imagine that it really was Some savior’s holy plan Or use the eyes that you still have To see it’s not the way Or use your ears to truly hear All of the lies we say.
we close our eyes and forget things too quickly sometimes
#reality#melancholy#rage#world
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wanderarc
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 2:31 AM UTC
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