Enochian Theory
a monument to the death of an idea
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Yet I'm repeating themes...Of originality...
Doesn't detract from the fact...That I...
Feel...Old?
Alive..?
Now...We...
Can at least agree...(on this)
Now it seems we...(are forever)
And...Hope!
Right...
The immense decay of everything, That means something sober...
Appreciation...Now...Reformed...
It's the summation of everything, That means something sober...
And I awaken to realise, The beauty of all I survey,
As I now reach for...As I now reach for...
BELIEF!
TRUST!