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Bare the shackles you were born into,
wrists stuck up in the cuffs since the moment you
first drew a breath and had a thought to form,
suffocated by the weight of the maelstrom
just sold a fantastical prophecy disregard non-sensical hypocrisy.
All The pages laid apart stained with blood,
A grimhistory's shadow on the greater good.
The books written by the kings of men
we want to break the cages but it keeps us in.
And with the fear of sin they rule Hand and fist,
and put virtue in the fault of blind obedience
but when the words are spoken, impact is imminent,
crush the cell of all thought imprisonment.
We're living in a world afraid, to think beyond the pages and to question fate, but it's time

Question everything you know
Anthroskepsis

Shattering the end of the impending pandemic
a sense of braggardly taking pride in the comfort of ignorance,
a division of populous, perpetrating the fallacy
rooted deep in confusing a fantasy and reality.
from the mind of a delicate and impressionable adolescent
banish the possibility of opposing question,
with the magical thought of a state of living immortally,
while imposing the latter is ever troubling morally
wipe the minds slate clean of fact,
to leave every shred of fallible belief intact.
But if we leave it that we trust feeble acts of
literature written when the world was seen as flat
And now the coming impact is imminent,
crush the cell of all thought imprisonment.
We're living in a world afraid, to think beyond the pages and to question fate, but it's time

Question everything you know
Anthroskepsis

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