A semi dimensional world
spreads through the eyes,
and a limited fold erupts
from people,
You cannot put one hand out,
or retrace those steps,
rebuild that golden passage
beyond time already lived,
For the verve of buying will
never stop you,
From more of the same, until
we are all dead...
Attraction cuts the worm in two,
But which one of us will grow again,
and into what?
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Grant read thrice came in conclusion this is about the deterioration of society and the whole world kindly help me what in your mind