I stepped across a boundary to the other side of time
Where hours have no value, and man commits no crime
I have not come to live hear, but soon my day will be
Where seconds in my hour glass will salt the crystal sea
I’ve looked into a window at the moving world outside
Where hammers swing and buildings rise and fill the air with lies
I have no desire to view it or experiance it’s feel
I dwell inside my fortress walls, And dine my sheltered meal
I’ve hidden my normalizes and left the trodden path
I’ve crushed my social compass, and burned all sums of math
I live without opinion or with agonizing grief
I looked beyond formality and crafted my belief
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