There’s no reason, to continue fighting, till the end of the world, when the sun rises, it’s an uphill battle, we all stand somewhere, on the mountain, it’s not our fault, someone set us on fire, fight or flight, we danced, till we ran out of steam, and somehow, we ended up here, we hunger and we yearn, the world plays so much music, our past, our history, pushes us forward, and so many, have grievances, it’s ingrained in our character, it’s where we stand, when strings are pulled, we’ll dance, magick continues to flow through each of us, our hearts, buried under a mountain, but it continues to affect everything, our emotions, these undercurrents, if you find a plateau, you might as well settle, what’s hiding, beneath your daughter’s skirt, but the river may be forced to flow, it may be inevitable, heaven must be destroyed, find Buddha, slay Buddha, life continues on, the devil playing the fiddle, so many, are willing to settle, what’s next, what’s next, sounds scary, does it hurt, dreams, maintain logic, if it goes over the threshold, press the red button, someone threw a grenade, but I don’t consent, keep it in your pants, yearning, for the holy maiden, if life continues in this way, all the spells and magick, Yggdrasil, the tree of life, are these just rivers and roads, do you have a key, I'm getting off-track, maybe we’re immortal, characters and roles, I used to be the demon lord, what a terrible role to play, in this great story, the world and the night sky, our fate binds us, and it ripples what separates you from me, is it indelible, will it be rearranged, Israel and Hamas, negotiations, negotiations…

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