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    Beyond the uneven mind’s signs part of you
    Spirit assumes the features of the human strain
    Pain is nectar flows between the hurt of soul
    Fear pervades the corner of despair, filling empty thoughts
    Confused research of imaginary traps, unconscious known
    Mind fails! Mind switches! Dying in itself
    It escapes from you, it escapes from fate, unaware pain
    Feed your soul feed your self, looking you around
    Can to see where the limits die
    Can to see the human ways invented by the soul
    With the eyes of mind you can look far
    Close your eyes to feel the spirit inside, it’s the call of soul
    Past wedges between the hands, far beyond the reality
    Misleading human scopes
    Dim lights of dispersion, collapse forming the end of to be
    You cannot see with your mind the obscure path of the lie
    Untruth is sweet and your brain receive it it’s the impulse of unknown
    Philosophy of involution
    Mind violation contains all forms of uncertainty and trust
    You don’t believe to your pain
    Virtual/ confliction, harm of life, the ways of disgust
    Don’t known the meaning of all that you know
    The involution philosophy
    Ethic, refuges I’ll never conceive
    Abstract forms of complexity
    Combined greed to domain the obverse complete
    Illicit fears for human sacrileges

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    Fragments of the human decay take their superiority
    Eluding the equity of any balance, base of the existence
    Life assumes the meaning of inhuman tragedy
    Imperfect ways of the pain, of human futility
    Where’s your scope? Where’s your soul?
    Mind fails! Mind switches! Dying in itself
    Escape from you, escape from the fate, unaware pain
    Don’t cease to exist, form your reflex, looking you inside
    Can to see where the limits die
    Can to hear the last atrocious silence of a dying call
    With the eyes of the conscience
    Fading far
    Close your eyes to feel the spirit inside, you’re breathing free
    Past wedges between the hands
    A human voice is dying, a useless body with no soul

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