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Have you ever ruminated about over-imposed vanity

Trying to keep the ground from floating into obscurity

Any attempt to summarize manifold complexities

Will find itself in a position where truth is just a mere property

This room shall blend all the sounds of ideals

Coming from distinct opinions and theories

Unity is chaos and pandemonium on a set of wheels

Walls will administer contrasting sources without partiality

Set your attack - set your decay

I want to believe there is assurance beyond all reasons

Maneuvers that eliminate contradictory matters of distinctions

Twisting perilously until all sounds start to dissolve and fade

This selfishness will shatter as space inside began to agitate

[September - October 2012]