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I felt death's blunt and weighted entrance

The exposition, thought I'd never see

No longer prisoned by the skin of mortal

Existence placed its wits on me

The force it travels, spirit smothered tightly

Mammalian consequence at heart it seemed

The shackles of primal falsehood have fallen

Interconnected sought to be

The bells of the weight I feel, commensuration

Possession of the world I knew all, evisceration

The concept merely bleak, we bearly grip

Exude the pedigree, faux power trip

Our buoyant limbo, stagnant in excursion

The building lifted from the crowd

My floating likeness, it's a wonder of God

No means of communication in this land

And with the liberation of your horror

The souls of the free are in hand

Your visions are temporary, I'll separate from you

The inter-species communication, exempt in our view

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And afterall, it's just a culmination

Of all experiences you threw to waste

All speculation gone in every order

The aperture shutting with hate

The rusted hammer, floated over my head

The upmost brewing of our own ascension

Because in death is when we are all equal

Your desolation, readily

The bells of the weight I felt, it's all part of me

Possession of that world you fueled, it's all gone away

And we are spirits, we are entities

We are worlds, we are one