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We create this vision of self that somehow gets lost in the matrix
Every which way we turn we are told that we can not
We cannot exist as beings that think for self
We cannot change our circumstances
We cannot be free
Manipulated by a system set in place to instill false hopes
Our energy drain quicker than an over charged battery
We combust
Without ever finding out who we truly are
Lost within the crowd
A faceless person waiting to be rescued
Or simply noticed
That vision continues to blur
Lines drawn in the sand shift as the wind roars
…..The energy of the universe
Searching for willing and able vessels
