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Walking through mist of what we see as now,
We see oblivion, bombarded with clouds,
Mischief and non-balance is all we allow,
Supposedly it's ok not to learn from the past,
We find this through out all the mass,
Walking through mist of what we see as now,
We see oblivion, bombarded with clouds,
Mischief and non-balance is all we allow,
Supposedly it's ok not to learn from the past,
We find this through out all the mass,
