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Momentary inner harmony. Shattered by the sensory.

Unfortunate first experience. Relegated to the depths of the unconscious.

Only the knowledge of its existence. Never again to experience.

The struggle has begun.


Traces of innocence. A yearning for nothingness.

Interrupted by a cacophony of prejudice. And reason, judgment, opinion.

A lost battle. Only the yearning remains.

The shackles take form.


Trapped in a mirage. A superficial presence.

Chasing other’s dreams. Blinded by selfish ambitions.

An inner craving. The self drenched in desire.

The transformation is complete.


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