because i want to know
colored of sage
who coined what term
the end of the age
we have yet to learn
and yet to fade
fill it up to the brim
explosive within
my retinas burn
as i re-simulate
next to yesterday's a blur
tomorrow is solid, now is matter
choose the latter, know the future
a fish in the water
flowing through crossing currents
i want to be everywhere
i want to disappear
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