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Mar 2014
As I once said:
This is the beginning,
There is no end.
On the banality of perception
does all depend.

"Baby it was real
and we were the best."
Didn't we have it all?
But what is we
in the context of it all?

Have you anything to say,
Any phrase to call?
"Baby don't hurt me
no more", it's been a long haul.

We can become one, ever and all;
Just hold my hand while time stalls.
"Come on baby
(Don't fear the reaper)".

There is no end,
This is just the fall.
Pendent on The Deadpoint;
Know śūnyatā, feel all.
Quotes:
Lines Six & Seven: Graffiti - Unknown
Lines Thirteen & Fourteen: What Is Love - Haddaway
Lines Seventeen & Eighteen: Don't Fear The Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult
Inspiration:
Bye and Stuff - Nigel Godrich
@ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KT3_EzeOL1Y&feature;=kp
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
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