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Smoke plumes, I watch as the needle falls and a chill consumes. Uninteresting to those who misunderstand what this species can do. Deepest sleep is an uncontrollable beast, with unmatched desire and speed. I could confess now, but it's not something they'll ever need. In this moment we all lie alone, driven to separate ourselves from what's always been known. Fighting to defend science, they can't comprehend without bias. A fist is made, an arm hurdled with oblivious intent. What is reality? Subconscious asks, again. Ten times and we climb to live as men. Again. Twenty times, and they claim to be heaven sent.
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
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Smoke plumes, I watch as the needle falls and a chill consumes. Uninteresting to those who misunderstand what this species can do. Deepest sleep is an uncontrollable beast, with unmatched desire and speed. I could confess now, but it's not something they'll ever need. In this moment we all lie alone, driven to separate ourselves from what's always been known. Fighting to defend science, they can't comprehend without bias. A fist is made, an arm hurdled with oblivious intent. What is reality? Subconscious asks, again. Ten times and we climb to live as men. Again. Twenty times, and they claim to be heaven sent.
tranquil-eyes
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Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
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