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Presence (is nothing)
02:08
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Am I?
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Tiny Rocks
02:39
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The endless crawling dunes were once epic rolling boulders.
Was it all just meant to be, or a gift from a great molder?
Why is it that some of us have this feeling like the weight of a world on shoulders?
A feeling so intimidating and heavy will only make one grow colder.
Time does not truly exist but we still all get older
Yet greed keeps us fighting more wars, over and over.
Such a miserable fact that this world owns so many soldiers.
Everyone wants to be a pimp so we made mother earth our whore and sold her.
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Tromp
02:32
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With fault, but passion
A trail was made.
No concise lines.
No destination.
Just a way...a way to the next.
GRADED, GRADED
graded all the while.
As if continuing this tromp,
through present surroundings,
wasn't proof enough.
NO!! SMACK THEM DOWN!
Make them doubt, make them suffer.
Make them wallow in inadequacy.
Enough is never enough...
...not in this age.
Reinforcement must be cold.
Cold as steel.
The brooding ways of nature,
Is what this is.
Yet the paths are still made.
These ways are still tromped.
Such common bravery.
So common overlooked.
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Surf Void
03:56
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Apathy claims the surface
Takes shape, wears a face
Burning, a fed furnace
Fueled by uninspired hate
Chained to a gainless purpose
Anchored, trip into fate
The more you say the more you’re heard less
Folded in file, second rate
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick
A shelf of unread books
Claw your way to the microphone
Lose your nerve under unsteady looks
Self-deprecating logic overwhelms
The drive to grasp whats took
Rationalize as just another flaw
As you crawl into your warm safe nook
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Whether
01:49
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A worthless expectation
A redundant statement
An unequal reward
For the chances worth taking
Derivative creations
Though sole involvement
Experience is for
The ones who are making
Pick and choose of the libations
Was it worth, where your time went?
A place to hide; secluded shore
No audience, no room for faking
Use a common salutation
Even measure marker placement
To leave praise at the door
Ego. Choice. The life waking.
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Blurred Are The Lines
02:00
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Blurred are the lines
And overlapping faces
Of who you are and were
Just moments before
Ever flowing, ever changing
In this sense
I am nothing
But could be everything
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Absence (nothing is)
02:14
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I follow these trails
Like veins in the woods
Once lost, it’s found
A place of no evil, no good
Stand on unblessed ground
Kill knowledge, don’t mourn it
You are naught but thought
Sentience is unimportant
In the neutral hollow
Minuscule is you, realize
Wallow in the afterglow
Of being cut down to size
This hard pill to swallow
Not a coveted prize
The truth is nothing
The rest are the lies
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