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The sound of enlightenment walks before your eyes, what you see what may you feel, a path in that I.. We seek but of the same, no pain in disguise.. To annihilate anguish, and breach our very skies.. The outer most reach, the depths of your desire.. Peach fuzz, a feat of the week drug, hyper-drenaline feeding off the wheat buzz.. Spark of the fire.. The friction I heed may be a lesson, admire.. Adhere to those with intent to bestow, knowledge to the temple, das empire.. Database of logics, where common sense deposited and creativity grows..