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This that I speak of, I'm tasked with to tell.
I'll speak not of heaven, or even of hell.

This that we are, it flows all the same.
Connecting together, creating this game.

From when we are young, disconnection begins
Informing us that, things we're doing are sins.

Keeping us blinded, and hiding the truth.
Starts with the programming, aimed at our youth.

Crafted idea's, masked in their sound.
Invading our psyche, since ****** was around.

Start seeing cracks in this matrix they built.
It's Falling apart, as the world starts to tilt.

DNA consciousness, propels who you are.
Synched to every aspect, be it near or from far.

Direct connection to everything, this body won't accept.
Digging deep, right through yourself, finding all you've kept.

Life is a solo journey, to find your way to one.
Enjoy your life, and remember that, it's only just begun.
Stephen Knox
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Stephen Knox  54/M/Norway
(54/M/Norway)   
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