Fear
Moaning of the spirit
Pain
Circular soul
Spins without ending
No relief to interrupt the flow
If I could draw it, it would be perfect
Absolute
Poetry
Grates against the essence
Scraping particles
Destroying the trail
Of peace
Reach the soul with substances
Alter egos
Search history
Answers escape us
I visit those things
That are greater than I
We are human
Vibration therapy
Reach a space
That is our own
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