The subtle feeling of oblivion,
insidiously spreading in my mind,
elusive at the tip of my tongue
delicate to show in my own eyes.
What is unnoticed is pernicious,
yet you still ask me questions about redemptions,
are you sure about your suggestions?
Because I cannot foresee absolutions.
Can we eradicate this kind of uncertainty?
It losses me quality and actuality.
You cannot comprehend duality,
in a world of commonality.
There is no in between,
I suffer because of this kind of reality
they beseech for the common-good
but I beg to defer with this devilwood.
Simpleton suffers the same fate,
wise is oblivion with their make-faith,
It’s difficult for them to see they are living in a bait,
things will prevail in a certain date.
"Persecute the bizarre"
we don’t understand these anomalies,
They are living image of an oddball
We beg to eliminate this eccentrics.
This unconventional eccentricsdied in glory,
you even adore them in multi-story
because they fight for the truth,
they died because of truth.
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