They say, "where's your passion,
That's why you're
dead."
It's not delusional pleasures
Which brings the dew to
eye,
Mind, to ask why, a bird to fly.
The life, what, is it?
...Is more to be then it is;
In
potentia, evolving.
They say, "Caesar hasn't
Gotten his due."
Reality,
silently echoes,
Extinction's on your way.
They say, "everything's
La machine"; the
Convolution's
devolution,
Bragging. I say,
"We", still being
The life, will!
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