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christian born then I was born again as an atheist who died crucified with circumcised eye lids the cycles the same as above so below shadows of systems the humans current misconceptions sits between what we can not hear nor see thr currents vibrate our feet thr silent music muted by man made devices the longer we fight it thr more out of line out step is there is no god there s an eb n flow the harmonies decide our fate ur words define ur space wizards no wand no school gods who over react tv schooled to blind to nature's rythme her songs on display