.The science, the left hand - the cynic of my soul
A safe grip, a smooth path - the ground on which, I roam
The right hand, a splendour - am I a man of God
Segregated from the hopeless common thought
We venture through nature, oblivion and awe
Drowning in the fear that we can't escape .
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