As I bask in a dismal light I search for a greater cause Much time wasted laboriously staring Forth at a materialistic preservation Shaded explanations Make it difficult to see Slipping, tripping, falling, dwindling Into a bohemian extinction Forgotten morals make for A petty importance And an unrecognized empathy Makes for an unneeded existence...Birth sign: Not entered
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