Reason saw me fit to fly into controversy,
Flights of passion and wit surrounded my soul.
The enigma stole my feelings away like dreams
Of a makeshift place, ethereal place, joined place.
Reason was my friendship and rivalry,
All this for the spite of a devil in lawns of fire.
The rational being supposes entrance,
Irrational numbers surround the presence of justice.
A clearing has been an adversary in the
Joining of thoughts,
A solid tract of happy feeling overwhelmed all.
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