To think of it allI placed the world in your hair No, it was never there to begin with It cant have been I see what presents itself between my peripheral and the horizon beyond that is simply too bright to see And with stealth, a thing of no form is atop your very head Digging into your mind and collecting samples for another God, in another time You are quite happy with your own And you point forwards with ignorance, hoping to discover what you know you will not Happy to serve as the prodigal experiment Oh yes, you do suffice Proving endlessly to the utopian general admissionTo think of it all
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