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That One Feeling

As I wander along the dimmest of dimensions I understand every thing is not created to to be understood But stood in within distance Emerge, then purge All things wicked Vicious attempts Meant to condemn us Deliver the pent up Frustration circulating Damnation Revolving all the causing agents All the while searching in desperation For restoration Caused by evolution I Conduced this Proven Theory Eerie and elusive

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