Artificial doors
Artificial light
In the belly of the earth
Out of sight
Hiding from the bad?
Hiding from the good?
Separatists unite
As they should?
Seven hiding in a group
Two alone together
One with all his thoughts
Sits and thinks about forever
I want to have all the answers
And I do
But they’re not found in me
Or in you
So why do I talk
My ‘wisdom’ I expound
A never ending circle
Where truth is never found
Unless I stop
Stop
Wait
Pause
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