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Whispers crying out for madness.

Silhouettes take a challenging form.

Fears personified in the unknown,

Presented as one

Called, ignorance.

The plain, full of those

Each one screaming louder

The panacea of all diseases.

Presented as one.

Called, arrogance.

Life, an absurdity,

The Path, the unknown.

Balance between control and passion,

Wrapped in eternal pain.

Suffering in decisions.

Thrown to fate,

Loneliness is company

When madness is possessed,

A reasonable price,

For liberty.

Going deep into the mountain,

With no more burden than autonomy.

The decisions are life and death,

The agony, midpoint of each day.

Where are the scales of morality

So then the acts of humanity were measured?

Why loneliness is an act of madness

And the madness is paid with solitude?

Muffled screams break the silence.

Ignorance unable to see beyond fear.

To vanish thoughts

And subjectivizing the truth.

Arrogant offsetting egos.

Mortality wounded.

The prides eclipses the mind

Morality instructed.

The truth seems some real

In the false mouths

Misshapen crooked words

Embellished by vanity

Error are not tolerated

Superior to all life

Sanctified gods.

Presented as one

Called, pride.

The perfect is incorrorable

Underestimation of limitations.

Boast in the rot

Presented as one

Called, vanity.