They kill us and feel us.
They try so hard to reel us in.
Piercing agony through our skin,
sending pain way deep within.
It starts to go to our original.
I wonder if they realize our souls are more spiritual.
No cereal.
Wake up and open your eyes wide.
We are not from the bottom we can from the best side.
No lies.
Truth spills like glasses shattered and broken.
I am hoping that you are focused so things become more open.
Break chains and burn flames.
Use the universe for guidance.
Stay on track until you're flat.
Try to use all your mileage.

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