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Follow a faint reflecting light |
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To the core of all consciousness |
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That mirrors what is not in sight |
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Or lost somewhere in carelessness |
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Thought in it's purest form, focused here's reborn |
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Leading to higher spheres of soul, heart and mind |
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The darkest part of man's unveiled |
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And brought to sight relentlessly |
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A balance between win and fail |
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An even scale of honesty |
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Thought in it's purest form, focused here's reborn |
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Leading to higher spheres of soul, heart, and mind |
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Caught in a whirl of life laid bare |
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Set free of envy and hate |
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Insight I've gained |
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I've climbed the stairs |
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Up to the mirrors of fate |
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The deepest source of soul and mind's |
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Portrayed and put into light |
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No more remorse |
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Glorious truth |
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Rendered by mirrors of fate |
