there is a beauty that can only exist when it looks like chaos
day in and day out the sentinel keeps his watch we are protected
when done correctly we can be led to a point yet not feel like it
absolute power is not concerned about us it does its own thing
most just see a door but some see a blank canvas ripe for expression
it is of no use to be able to see if we don’t understand
when all of your friends become jack-o-lanterns, but you’re still a pumpkin
it might not be much more than a feeling we get; we know when we’re home
all it takes is a simple tool and a blank space and see what happens
you can build a wall but life has a way; always able to break through
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