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To never think Is to never know, But I’m full of life- When i rip this slow Our lives are so short Yet with every moment i experience a lifetime of emotion. Is it me that is blank, or is that the nature of this empty world Where people have everywhere to be But no time to experience what it is that they think they know So what is it that we are oblivious to For all i can do is walk through this life Knowing what is inside, and nothing else I feel alone But hear my thoughts echo through the world's nothingness You feel so connected But don't know what’s true beyond the imagination on your wildest dreams It’s all just an illusion Of every truth you could ever imagine So don’t let your conciseness let you drift too far You’ll never get away But you have to do is wake up and never fall asleep again
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