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My tombs of desire have been ravaged,
still there's no sign of a resurrection,
all the ghosts of my numerous avatars are lurking like fire-flies around the debris of my gibberish death, 
still its not justified my lord.
Its true that one gets hurt by self or others.
So what that you're selfish or not. 
Just keep on choosing & rejecting.

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Well, again those searching of the non-existent realities creep in. Open in an empty ship the lies get you and I dont remember telling them. You dont know how to tell a lie from a truth. No, no, this is actually useless. I stop in the midway of the desert and again get inside those wrecks of order. Dismantling the base of the never real logic, what do we find? Isn't it the same world of protagonism. You only know yourself, how far you reach its just you that you see. Stop fooling around the baton of assertion. You should know the third law. Sorrry, for whatever I have lost. And they have lost without even knowing. I just stand informed.