Sky...black
I...crack
In the knowledge..that this is not all
Sky...fake
I...break
In the knowledge...that I'm not whole
Far more to see
Many places to be
Too busy thinking where we are
That we lose sight of the many stars
Can not..accept
Must now ascend
I must acknowledge the light
I must acquire true sight
Can not..decline
The sight comes with demise
I must remove the burden of my chest
I must move on to see my quest
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