Published: 19 Feb 2020 › Updated: 19 Feb 2020
The Master Pattern
Life may seem so cruel
Without form, no taste, no smell
The colors you see aren’t normal
The gods make war on all
Expanding to all you fear
Contracting to make you weak
The universe exists forever
Would you come to have a peak?
The pattern is never changing
Its form will never sleep
Come play with us, come play with us
We’ve been waiting
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