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The causal effect was the kiss of the blind spot.

You call an all night truce of all stripes in moonlight.

And I will hear you without noise,

Purity of thoughts, must limit the knowledge―

It was revenge on you by unknown.

Like wounded tiger, going for last innings.

The spirit was not there under the skin―

This was a perception defict when only a suicide could stop you.

Like a blood sport you play with me.

Living in a different reality. You wanted to confuse