Lost, you take comfort in lies For this a grave mistake for these times In gathered diluted thoughts Past comprehensions from signs Such came from knowledge Of an inclement state of Periodic euphoria Once found can never return So it once was lost in Realms of wayward plains Now is time for research Comfort once, now in such shame In time, effects of this device Taken over lengths of time will deny Once sane minds Will be corrupted by Delusions of An unforgiving day This is what was then Time cannot stand still So it now become So what have I become This is what was then Time cannot stand still So it now become So what have I become So it once was lost in Realms of wayward plains Now is time for research Comfort once, now in such shame
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