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living with deceit

nothing to believe

Reverie to be

day after day

The burden grows

and no one manifests

unsure of what i am

unsure of what i want

of what i can't unsee

it's hard to believe

what fate has brought

detachment of being

souvenirs everywhere

tha take me to the past

things i shouldn't care

death is a natural path

but human proclivity

want to repeal

isn't longing for someone

but losing as the kings

of life hierarchy

when death is unavoidable

knowledge becomes

a flawed key

Thaught to believe only

in mankind

and what can do by itself

faultlessly

the tendency

romanticize the frail being

complete indocrination

of beliefs

Exist in sludge

and live enough to become a perk

accept the self

of your fragile existence