

Deviate-Mental DiarrheaAmbient starlight drowning us with our thoughts and our purpose Lippings spittin' wicked as we slip into the aether, flailing skeletal angels in the mist Creation is the word, deviation the action. Minds unwind, following the rhyme in time to catch the winds, collecting dust and becomming sublime Nothing to break the flow of the mind, soul, heart, essence The world is what we feel as the surreal becomes our universe, and the universe our canvas United across lands, races, loves Become one art, we are what we make I am what you makeDeviate-Mental Diarrhea
Dancing mannequins posing as people, posing as norm
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Let's see some of your stuff.
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True peace is not merely the absence of tension: it is the presence of justice.
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