They ask Why? but to what such an answer could provide?
The meanings of language, are they not abundantly simplified?
The weak roll over, the strong survive
despite cliches, God willing we strive
to be Greatness, hearts of fools
they whither in the shadow of moonlight awaiting
a great Arrival.
Well I will arrive, and be merry
immersed in the sound of creation, we live to give
this world a prose, so it goes into infinity
the desperation ceasing to let go
WE
the abounding sensation of pushing limits, vertigo
dream on forever, young wizard
the world we can change
one word at a time
one line beyond strange
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