Of thoughts to my being I wonder
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I contemplate my inner self
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My senses' only assailant
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In this reality
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So I rise above my creation
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Into my mind beyond my perspectives
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I release myself from my inner chains
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To free my soul from damnation
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I convey my essence of spirit
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As it shines upon me
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How beautifully tragic it is
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Yet with a glimmer in its eyes
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Existence
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| Winds |
