First I kiss you with the sight.
There I am, when aloft a vision Quest!
It makes me so angry.
Knowing all of you on the surface ant-iticly oblivious.
To this spectrum while above.
I'll let you in on a Secret.
All of you could beso fuckin powerful.
See the quagmire your apathy has secreted?
I've never controlled nor derailed my SPIRITS DOMINION.
To be aloft the light.
Mine takes me to that which troubles.
ALL, the innocent.
My ant-iticly Oblique For U.S.?US.
Come and see what the Spirit say's, unto it's own.
The perspective, abused fiercely.
Buy others.
Aloft.
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