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No more ifs, no bias, no ambiguity |
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No wondering whether this is it |
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Clarity, so brightly shining |
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The image so painfully absolute |
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No edges blurred on this awareness |
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No unknown weight to tip the knowledge scales |
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Eyes dilated to grasp it all |
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As every illusion of what we are fails |
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An unquestionable picture, determined, complete |
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Its crystalline lines untouched by doubt |
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So vivid, so deprived of hesitation |
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Shining in its evil splendor |
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The burning hatred of man |
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A million degrees on display |
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Human voracity delineated |
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The demons in us all by fumes portrayed |
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Stare, see, take in, grasp |
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Comprehend, assimilate |
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Behold your reflection |
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The framing gold plated lies |
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The canvas hurting souls caught and weaved |
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The artist, the human dream |
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Incinerated, devoured, deceived |