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IP:
These grounds I walk upon are fitting pieces in an unkown puzzle..
I call out for help into the blackness, but my voice is muffled..
Throughout this abstract dream, I will hold on and never let go..
I screamed upon eternity...and I'm still waiting to hear an echo..
A deformed man looks to the skies, and see's the puzzled clouds..
In the world of unknown meaning and thoughts, confusion is renowned..
Emotion is lost into the craniums of men, and fiends reliquish hate..
Rewind times as corrupted minds begin to cripple and break..
Poetic flows cannot describe this place in which I hide..
For this abstract place of unknown meanings, It's the portrait of my mind..
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Authentic Intelligence
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