Man still lies
in exaggeration
you have freewill
and imagination
cant sleep among
a fallen nation
or use dead stars
for navigation
you have freewill
imagination
have become feeble
with exaggeration
with power hungry
generations
petals broken
and railway stations
Man still lies
in exaggeration
you have freewill
Imagination
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