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Because I know the present Lasts too long and leaves The past as a bitter memory We strive to replicate.

We strive to replicate Instances never to return. Never to be what they were What once was and will be. What once was and will be Are what you know exist In harmony. Intertwined With life and thought patterns With life and thought patterns Forgotten in brief instances of Indifference we becomes free From the entanglements From the entanglements Of what came before you and I. From the destiny of humanity. A rotten and decayed core. A rotten and decayed ideal.

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