Disclosure
The mind's eye of open wonder, revealing
To understand the world is to understand nothing
Through the use of knowledge accumulated in time
It all amounts to a ripple in the sand, soon to be washed with the tide
Digging for a cause I am cursed to follow
Following a stricken path of scorched land,
It all ends in a hole that never stops falling
Abyss abyss, I hear my name
The mind's eye of open wonder, revealing
To understand the world is to understand little
Through the use of knowledge accumulated in time
It all amounts to a hope burning the stars above
Digging for a cause I choose to follow
Following a broken path I am blessed to heal
It all ends with a reason that never stops saying
"I AM," I hear my name
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