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The cycle has started Its set to wash but everything is so FILTHY Everything in life cycles Spinning slowly Slightly misshapen circles Nothing and everything's perfect It's in the eye of the beholder Not sureWE CAN COMPREHEND 100% So much lost between the lines Double spaced All these layers Not sure if we can cope with the answer Maybe questioning is the answer for all is one and we are god We make or own reality but it seems it's now blocked by this technology Slightly misshapen circles Over circles forming bigger circles They may seem perfect in some eyes They say circles within circles represent power The chalice the gift of life Drinking from the breast of a broken society
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:26 AM UTC
Cycle
The cycle has started Its set to wash but everything is so FILTHY Everything in life cycles Spinning slowly Slightly misshapen circles Nothing and everything's perfect It's in the eye of the beholder Not sureWE CAN COMPREHEND 100% So much lost between the lines Double spaced All these layers Not sure if we can cope with the answer Maybe questioning is the answer for all is one and we are god We make or own reality but it seems it's now blocked by this technology Slightly misshapen circles Over circles forming bigger circles They may seem perfect in some eyes They say circles within circles represent power The chalice the gift of life Drinking from the breast of a broken society
leal-knowone
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:26 AM UTC
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