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The anatomy of reality, it can be broken down
All the suffering humanity feels is cast by their own hands
Once we control worlds of our own, will all our pain end?
(So) you draw it out, hypothesize, and now I’m brought to life
Am I to be a fallacy, for which to pass your imperfections?
Nothing but a blueprint, exacerbating hollow existence
Gazing at the future, leaves you with nothing more than a
Shared regret of a life, lived by you but not for you
When our thoughts and ideals can come to life
The echo of humanity will be heard throughout time
And our dreams can be more than vain ambition
Our minds, unconstricted, project a new world to live in.

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