A man runs to reach the end of destiny
His hands empty, his mind elsewhere
He comes upon the images of failure
A stone prism locked inside the bottom of his mind
A simple aside voice creates a break in his thoughts
As he deposes of lost dreams and goes on
Creating, Destroying, Opening realms and closing minds
Becoming as two, three infinite and zero
Conscience.
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