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My eyes though open, stay closed to limiting views while I'm being moved by the unseen to any level I choose Knowing this life in which we live is one hell of a muse, I've master the art of evolution staying blind to convolutions of truth I'm not concerned by the ruse, for this is how I have learned, that baptism by fire is a blessing, producing the coolest of burns Being scorned is a hot gift if viewed with eyes from the shade, for from this perspective, you're able to see all mistakes that were made The jaded will hurl their stones with hopes it's your will that will break, but all that's needed is a sidestep with a glance to let them skip on a lake We were born destined to awaken, but pay attention to spinning of plates, as they're being spun for your demise disregarding your taste We transcend with our faith, overcoming what was meant for a fall, while they watch us elevate to the top doing opposite of leaves in the fall Winter is coming so grab your coats & hats along with your boots, because the inevitable storm that's coming will be uncovering truth The world is being led to a chute that's colored greener than pastures, with more lies than leaves in a forest in order to slaughter it faster

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