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Vision

Vision is just an obscure frequency Optically tuned into the epitome Of soul mentally Constructing and Constricting Into imagery Whatever you are Whatever you were Whatever you thought Is whatever you saw Even though we see we never see it coming Look at the past but the past has become us What we come from Isn't the sum of What is to come Stuck Within the pendulum Every lesson is a vessel Signals sent to check you Distract you Or connect you To paths you pass through Concentrate Contemplate Decide then demonstrate Disorganized sensory Sensing things that don't make sense to me deciphering and encrypting This isn't a fantasy This isn't at all what it appears to be

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