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Ego Beasts We beastly gods refuse the earth the clouds upon our throne we stay acceptance of our chosen role without a script to nature's play. Alone we are the godly beasts, evolved from those of like same face; but in their minds, i'm quite assured, acts unchosen are not the case. Free choice and will resides divine in us? Such godly thoughts we hold! But should such choice alone evolve in nature's youth and not her old? We think us beastly gods the One, but nature makes idiots of none! |
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