Who is me?
The machine that vibrates with pain?
What am I?
an inner ghost that guides my hate?
Who is in there?
A divine comander from a higher soul dimension?
What is me
Am I an improved animal
scultured by culture?
Is there an in there
I am not the ghost trapped inside
I am just the possiblity made act
Not the machine moved by will
I am in fact the one who acts
No guilt, no merit, no will
I am the interaction become fact
the result of my own action
The ghost in the machine
A trap settled by the past
The source of real confussion
Your self inflicted guilt
I am a confluence of the universe
I am the past, I am the environment
I am not inside, I am not outside
I am your act in me, you are my act in you.

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