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The natural syndrome of inquisitive thought.
Does our true meaning lie within a beguiled faction of empathic falsities.
Are our eyes closed as we skim the surface of each others lives without enamoured motive. The tedious chore of feigned daily regard.
When faced with our imminent deaths will we truely understand any better; our purpose and mistreations of every breath past.
Which chapters would we choose to alter upon realizing that tomorrow may never come...
absolutely excellent piece. I love it. It's evocative and makes you really think and realize things around you..