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Only for the Knowing

Crumbled chalk, the same 
Illusion of thoughts, the game
How dare you distort this mass of energy 
Liar, you snort, hijacking my memory 
Matter over mind,
Forever never declined
Soul crushed under cash
Powder over ash


September 2017

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