the calf is slain, beauty lies.
we take solace, spell out the mountains
the original painting is lost, beauty lies.
we take solace, stir the gods with copyrights.
the asphalt fortifies the terrain, beauty lies.
we take solace, song of our heat abounds.
the anabolic infinity fails to relate us, beauty lies.
we take solace, hearts beaten in to submission.
the cities are embedded in to our anti-chains, beauty lies.
we take solace, this remains a world of itself.
the lucky are abducted by heritage, beauty lies.
we take solace, restricted by no such sequence.















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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
there are days, my friend, where you couldn't know how right you are.
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since You won't give guarantees, I'll be cashing in
I'll do this last one, then I'll grow me some wine
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
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.......the infinte drone of a thousand plausible outcomes........
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my enemy said to me, "love your enemy."
and i obeyed him and loved myself. gibran
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