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Shall I remain blind and divided ? I've tried so hard to find a way to disable this constant plague My death is a rebirth, a resurrection to cure the soul and touch perfection again I define the schemes for new design of self �perception in my mind Recreating my flesh now purified, an endeavour to clear the pain I disconnect all patterns, disintegrate my blood and bones, then analyse consequences My body is weak, in narcosis now refine, clarity and suffering thus collide