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Authentic Pyrrhic Remission

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Authentic Pyrrhic Remission

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So much violence in my head

How are we still alive

The condition is under control

(No it's not, don't you ever stop buying that air)

I love how we're learning from each other

You are such an positive

You're so empowering

Left in your hands, I'm quite simply a different instrument

And you're the only one that ever put money on me

You think that I'd forget so easily

You can emit a charge that's (to die?)

I know we're of the same tribe

The Fall's the most productive season

Still a crippling fear as we (conceive?) and we're slightly (moribund?)

So naturally I want to help you and invoke the architect of salutary needs

Architects are present with divine mechanics, but oh how we're tyranized by

tentacles of their theorized to ability that's all so disappointing

(Sheer difference)

I love how we're learning from each other

You are such a positive

You're so empowering

In your hands, I'm quite simply a different instrument

And you're the only one that ever put money on me

How to advance transhuman singularity

I love how we're learning from each other

You are such a positive

You're so empowering

In your hands, I'm quite simply a different instrument

And you're the only one that ever put money on me

You think that I'd forget so easily

I love how we're learning from each other

Everytime I listen to my heart

Just get hurt

Until this afternoon, I was a nomad

No country would call me its son

I'd be a refugee, but I have no substance

Asking for papers, I have none

Until this afternoon, I was a pariah

Amoral, chased, kicked, and hit

Hunted even in my dreaming

But there was no crime I did commit

Until this afternoon, I was an exile

And now that word is obsolete

The ontonations know concept of ego

Our illumination is complete

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