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Lost in the battlefield of opposite extremes. |
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I ponder on the embankment that stands in between the monochrome and color entirety |
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I see the beauty and chaos of fate and destiny. |
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Stand in the balance of forest equilibrium. |
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Absorb every aspect of forest equilibrium. |
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The fatality of optimism shall we not embrace but evolve into the actual with grace. |
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Outweigh the balance through excessive choice |
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I return to the wisdom of this equalateral place. |
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Rebuild thy strength here in forest equilibrium. |
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Through irreligious choice in forest equilibrium. |
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Through irreligious choice in forest equilibrium. |
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Come walk with me through violet smokescreens where both feet tread upon joys and agonies calm in all we see, masters of destiny. |
