He was a profound *******
speaking things that he believed
Believing the things that he conceived
Conceiving the things that he had dreamed
But the things that he had dreamed didn't match with reality
The things that he conceived didn't scratch actuality
The things that he believed could only latch with a fallacy
And what he spoke was plastered
Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 10:44 PM UTC
He was a profound *******
speaking things that he believed
Believing the things that he conceived
Conceiving the things that he had dreamed
But the things that he had dreamed didn't match with reality
The things that he conceived didn't scratch actuality
The things that he believed could only latch with a fallacy
And what he spoke was plastered
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