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No one wants unnecessary risks, with the path as wide as a hair, But we might be leaving tomorrow. A language disorder. The labyrinth of an emotional mind. The uncertainty that you are no longer a meaningful form, Built on the tension of mental velocities. A sequence of words affects a person’s ability to understand, Modifying a flow of uncertainty to find the proper balance. Without guides, have nothing but courage. Become Mars, dripping in gore Become the atomic bomb, with an audible breath Become self-sustained Scare the daylights out of them.
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 4:16 AM UTC
Transformation In A Feared Potential
No one wants unnecessary risks, with the path as wide as a hair, But we might be leaving tomorrow. A language disorder. The labyrinth of an emotional mind. The uncertainty that you are no longer a meaningful form, Built on the tension of mental velocities. A sequence of words affects a person’s ability to understand, Modifying a flow of uncertainty to find the proper balance. Without guides, have nothing but courage. Become Mars, dripping in gore Become the atomic bomb, with an audible breath Become self-sustained Scare the daylights out of them.
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Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 4:16 AM UTC
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