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Argument

May 15, 2008

Eternity decays,

blind prisoner

of heaven’s

rythm, torn

by disparate

ideas, perfection

laid out

by imperfect

beings. Heaven’s

gat shaped,

reshaped, colored

by generation,

creed, endless

ideas, until

meaning collapses

into fighting,

until nobody

wins.

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