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I stand in erection like a British guard patrolling the keep
A private eye from nine to five but lose control when I sleep
Behold what I see is crime and sin that roams in the street
Your home, your retreat, the woods, the plateau, and the creek
The ocean, the beach, a plane, a bus, boat, or a jeep
Deceptions everywhere, at any time no moment for peace
The thrown and the king, it’s there as you approach the regime
But as focus decreases, it needs a microscope to be seen
It grows from a seed...as it blossoms, the hand becomes a possum
Alive but standing still to be a mannequin with problems
And the vanity accomplished helps profanity demolish
Your beliefs and thoughts until you see your sanity abolished
Damn if we could all just get along without someone believing
Everything they heard I wouldn’t have these clouds up underneath me
Life is like a tree, see it grows, and then it branches out
And plants a seed in mother nature 'til she screams and passes out
You asked about it here it is, like pyramids it’s quite complex
“Up and Down” and “Right to Left”, it all rotates like “Life and Death”
But it depends on how you visualize and what your eyes detect
It’s a “Circle of Events” so you cannot deny the steps
Try your best to put an end to it, you’ll just apply a stress
Cause if you die you’ll live again it’s written in the bibles text
But life is what you make it basically the way you write reflects
Wether or not you kept it simple or made it all complex  .

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