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The beginning of the end begins at birth

To exist in this world might be a mistake

Brutalized from the day of birth

The weak of mind will never last

Once removed, things become very clear

An excuse to cover up weaknesses that lie within

In dreams my thoughts take their form

Mysterious objects of flight on a voyage

A different existence, yet virtually the same

Your every word filled with sarcasm

So quick to judge, so easily we forget

Time is a thing we must accept

When visions that should be

Of advanced observeillance

Self-induced fantasy

Filtering out the bad that holds us back