A mind to swallow,
a mirror of shadow.
A perfect score
to ease the sore.

A sculpting man claims
a life of righteousness.
The weak lamb aims
to break on through.

No color, no desire,
no thought of revenge.
Ambiguity, dogma,
no stream of faith.

Who are you?
Why are we here?
are we alone
or are we unreal?

Truth, lies,
more lies.

Should we not know?

Why am I afraid?
Is all not said?
foe or friend?

Wondering I answer
all i need to know.
To learn, to earn.
Ignorance is bliss.

Blank Paper.
No apparent thought.

White snow,
clear sky,
step deep
into my mind.

It's time
to escape it

Never come back!

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