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Surreality Contest
Dissect my eye to find the truth
It's a telescope to inner universes
Use wires from my brain
Hook up, bypass, create a highway
Do not converse with those there
They'll ask you to cross their palm with silver
But they do not see beyond
Ignore the signs to "step this way"
Oblivion is always edgewards
For a moment's peace
Rest in the cradle of my eye socket
Without optic nerves, it's a safe haven
Eye upon eye upon eye upon eye
Can be placed within your bindle
I wish you comfort on your travels
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Di11y Da11y
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