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Perception colored by death of a loved one, of a friend.
Conception choked at the hinge.
When did this become the end?
Mercy, mercy.
Kneel at the base of our monolith, and pray its faceless grey plains choose blindness.
To bet on anything less, to bet on your dog to win.
Finicky sleight of hand.
Convince the spectators that you can't.
Show off hollow accomplishments.
Contention, cold sacrilege, colder still for giving in.
Mercy, mercy.
Kneel at the base of our conduit, and pray its faceless grey plains choose blindness

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