my trips to high
became too frequent.
im up high,
i’m way too high,
it's like how high can i go?
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high beyond the space
where i'm racing through time,
chasing after spaces in mind
& drawing lines that lead me back to my roots.
there’s life in darkness
& i stand as living proof.
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hell,
the realm of mind-control towers &
cryptic messages in music.
the realm where masses are asleep
yet somehow still starting movements;
& mammon keeps account of all the monetary systems
that mold the youth & hide the truth so that they stay in roles of victims.