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Deep dirt, earth created a new turn, a new push.

Somewhere in me i feel the deepness of my memories creep. Cant be.

Many think i dont get where i am coming from, but in society no one likes to feel some.

Feel some pain.

Feel some distain.

Im always the creation of destruction.

They cant handle a bit of pressure.

They cant understand what meddles.

Always riding on the peddles.

The future is bright.

But sometimes the moment holds moonlight.

I can still see brightness, but the darkness doesnt guide it.