Poetry Quatro (Unknown Date)
The universe shall sing the songs
Of damning human race.
I tell to you, no middle ground
exists in such a place.
For man who finds the middle ground
Shall die from the inside.
If anyone says they're ok
You ought to know they've lied.
I tell you secrets of the world
Of all the human race,
But no one knows the meaning of
The universe's pace.
To love and hate,
To live and die,
There is no inbetween you'll find
To hear, the deaf
To see, the blind
To search for reason kills the mind.
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