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In the Physical

They traded ‘all that is’ for ‘point of view’ (Physical body) flesh have they for suits Who they were was something they hardly knew (Impressive story) tales have they for roots Infinity reduced to a fraction (Epic illusion) clocks have they for time All their senses wanted satisfaction (Tragic solution) blood have they for wine Now they are prisoners of perception (Fantastic mirage) eyes have they for sight Control and power since their inception (Incessant command) rules have they for rite Wholeness springs such a glorious madness Cut off with a beautiful sadness

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