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I walk a thousand miles,
I walk a thousand more.
Another lesson learned,
Or lesson burned.
But never a lesser burn.
Burned into my memory.
Igniting my mind,
chaos screaming chaos.
Infinite finities.
Viginti tres.

Paradigms of halos set ablaze.

Everlastingly but surprisingly,
dead frets I cant express myself on.
Viciously and vicariously,
She ignites the dawn.
A cripple heart misanthrope,
A face behind a mask.
Nope, cant cope without the dope.
Must be overtasked mental pask.
The devil was in the details.
Your hand is drawing blanks.
Ill hammer in the nails.
Its time you walk the planks.