My pineal and subconcious intermingle
Billions of nuerons form to become a single vision
Lessons upon lessons intermittent
Questing for the answers of the tangent
Like LSD sparking the mind lightning
Some find the darkness parts and becomes frightning
But I lounge in this place and I am found in this place
Every single cell and sound in this place
The visions like a virtue
Nothing is real and therefor nothing can really hurt you
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