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Naive
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So many words were bursting out
Of countless left unsaid.
Observe the promised flatland now
We've reached with silent kept.
I hear the creak of gates โ
No clue where lead our ways,
As all we saw above
Grows from below.
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
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The huge effort burnt out the trail
Pain ate away at hope.
The more we'd tried the more we failed โ
Ain't blood but lightness works.
I hear the creak of gates โ
No clue where lead our ways,
As all we saw above
Grows from below.
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
The cost of trivia โ
Path to oblivion.
Just your beliefs
Against the grief โ
The ground you're standing on.
What's worth a billion?
Is this a maximum?
Where you'll be led?
Can you neglect?
Will you regret?
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
Award of billion
Not less than maximum
The trick's naive,
But you believe
Each motion is foreseen.
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