Seems to rise within
pinpoint underpinned
Divided into a piece of mind
that's prescribed for a later time
Guess who's right yeah
and no one proves
Listening for proof you cannot use
Despondents
intertwined
in that moment
unrealized
From hindsight it all comes clear
passing through so insincere
Irrelevant to any
gaze conceived to judge from older age
Intended to serve us
no love
questioned from
Those that hide
so hide
wants to ask
why at all
so small

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