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Oct 2014
if i am but a body
and you are just a name
and all this time is borrowed
and we know not from where we came
we claim to be owners of wisdom
and write down mortal facts
to where will this journey end
and all these minds the same
only we are here
ourselves
alone to win the game
do not focus on the next
but on the current wave
hope for insanity
for through it we will pave
the truth to no society
and joy thats brought from pain
Aver
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