I am the author,
of my life's story,
My blood is my offer,
For the answers I inquiry,
Every word is written,
in my soul's ink
As many times I feel smitten,
and begin to sink,
but always will rise,
under the teachings of the one,
because truth conquers lies,
and under the sun,
nothing is ever new,
since my times dawn,
before my mind even knew,
there has been snakes in my lawn,
That are very poisonous,
and ready to strike,
With a substance,
of a world they convince me to like,
causing a great crisis,
And everything becomes confusion,
But my thoughts are never lifeless,
Even among the great illusion.
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