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Jul 2014
Simplicity is bliss, but can’t live with it
I hate knowledge, it makes me wanna die
Can’t live by myself, please touch the surface
Of my consciousness, so that I know
We’re both here, together alone
We see stare at each other, standing on top the earth
We would die even if, we could dwell inside
The rocks never come out the same, no stable therapy
And as u go on with your life, you trouble yourself
Living and not finding, your purpose and being
Zead
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Zead
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