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is there anything new
  becoming the closed circle
        touching the end
      the coming genisis
time does not exist
but we, in it
  and within it
                    throws our shcedules lives out the door
           shaking its fist
            and spinning its hands
counterclockwise
cyntrivugal illusion
optic extacy
     wrapped in a lie
it's circular logic
brings us back to the beginning
counting in dozens

forboding existance
  combining with distance
with death as its mistress
   it enslaves us to its heels

the sign of the times
  is the meter of pain
    crescendoing into infinity
  and ending with mortal kiss

ignore the pain
youre still dieing

even if you dont know
even if you dont care

   even though i do...