Mundasane.

I fall in love with potential

Someone will become something some time

However, will

Time is not mine to know

It tends to its business

But, I see it

Naked as it could have been

Every time more and more

The should have been dreams as my reality

Loophole this is

Rotating relentless, directed in th' cur

My view is from far ahead

from oceans and yet undiscovered regions

uncrystallized flavors dip-in

I always knew

Labels are the ones we use

Uncertain to say we do

The best is to pretend

Pretend the mastery do nu

Here's a word

Gifted into the infinity of descriptions

Mundane and unsame

None of these existed long before

We made it all

Just like we keep on carving in-through

For us, mads

The truth is so deep to look into

We get lost in our own true

Our eyes look further away to see if this really is a breakthrough

I say one

You're gone

You're gone to collect some meanings

In your endless ocean

Maybe plant anew

Wonder when this will be the case

Wonder when the insane ones shall change

When will the different formalize

Without wearing some kind of wig

When will the human be accepted

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