.We, the world, exhausted souls, slaves from those paths
We've grown to become reflections of our souls
Physionomical creations
Philosophical imitations, we learn, we trust but we'll never know,
We'll never really know
Man behaves, in ecliptic situations
Forgetting this mind.
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