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I reckon like a true theologian, that these questions that are spoken go far beyond obsession deep into your imagination.

  Because my interpretation of this equation hids high behind those literary signs, as I abide by the demons, digging deep into my sinful invasions.

  Everday I'm paying dues, just to have the chance to use, my natural born rights to be a citizen, yet caught up i this mental prison I'm forced and always forbidden to live my life behind a mask in which I always keep well hidden.

  Speaking in a tongue, in which both the old and young understand as a message to future generations. Contemplating my existence while letting go of all resistance, I speak the truth to all my folks, in all my nations.

  Because a day just ain't a day without the constant stress of living, with my mind intact, I watch my back and pray that God will be forgiving.

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Great writing, deep in thought! A great title for this I would have to say would be, " life on strings" because it seems like were being pushed and pulled in so many directions throughout life. And we want to wear a mask to hide the truth. thats our world as a whole. It seems nobody knows the truth, were too busy hiding from our true beings. Just a thought!