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Been so long and far from gone

The matrix that made the trick

A few recall a dark sour taste

Then again there is beauteous in every first exhale

Yet, how soon do we really crack

And take delight from where it starts 

Hunger and thirst, we build our own

Where does one actually come to dwell?

Reality bites with our thoughts of advance

Consonance leads to sheer content; somewhat

In solitude we place the zone in our heart

We fix and live on harmonic convergence

But let’s find it, let’s crave it, 

and let’s go home!

confusioni do not know?

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