When they ask you to behave, say, perform, remodel, but souls mesh, with all an untidy mess...Im a little timid to say i lack inner tranquility that allows me to stay. Im a figment of my own multitoned form, which is wound to the side. I cant be bothered to adhear to your useless remarks, for I am a wondering partical with limited structure,
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And this is my response:
Born wandering but never free. Since, what is freedom with knoweledge we can no longer see? Freedom comes easy when you are pretending to be. Reminders weigh like sludge, but forgetful beginnings are slop for the pigs. I'm biting the apple in the same way, but, thank god, the tree can always change. The graceful way is the same into our present, with memories sliding past our grasp. We bother because we are coherrent, to the continuous nature of our past.
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