I've paved a non existing
Should have never been reality
My roads at time
Feel as though, they have no signs for the path that has got to be
Not knowing, No longer
How near, how far
I'll go, it's not clear
My rear view meets my eyes short-sightedly
My longing for wisdom orders despicable anxiety
Do i then blame architectual being engineerity
That man gave
How priests be relentless in guiding the human psychology
To God's nave
Where choice lay, heaven in catastrophe...
Cloud nine in heaven's avenue
Ever does it make decisions for you
04/12/2018
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