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Destined for Obscurity


At certain times The human brain allows us to believe falsified things It allows us to believe that We might actually be superior to somebody else Or perhaps we might be entitled To something that we have done nothing to earn But this is all lies For there's nothing that makes up superior Nor is there anything that makes us entitled to anything You earn, you don't deserve You work for, you don't get Cynical mindset only leads to delusion For at the end of the day It doesn't matter who you are Nor does it matter what you have done Or what you have seen, Merely, we are all destined for the same inevitable likeliness We are all Destined for Obscurity
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