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The path to my passion was found in the ashes I re awoke the serpent transmuted the damage I found God in the midst of a passage I saw him in action What would await me was something that would save me A moment of clarity epiphany maybe Or was it something more simple I came in contact with what I claim to be the issue A Touch The Rush Signatures of Trust Let me tell you now A Quest for Love The Sacrifice of Blood Let me show you how I've been adjacent with so much embracing An infinite spectrum of flavored sensations Yea Countless temptations Array of vibrations in constant operation I needed answers starting into depths of this touch screen Black mirror like a God I can see all things Which is odd that's the problem I don't feel nothing Connected to the web and all but I still feel lonely I made the call conspiracy cause look at all the irony We have each other's IG's don't speak in reality From analog to digital ones and oos computer codes all virtual What the f*ck happened to the physical Moving past the distance I see how I'm inflicted It's awkward now when in conversation with the bitches My nigga put the phone down I'm literally right next to you I'm talking bitch listen Infection gone viral staring at a iPhone we polarize our gaze south but never to the sky though I'm talking about humanities trajectory towards progress May we find love May we never lose contact