to be my friend will cost you...
you might wanna think twice before you stretch your hand for my friendship...
i told my family to be ready they are coming for me
my point of view does not matter
i'm open to all that transcends
finite cannot penetrate the the unseen infinite
i write to the god of knowledge, the god of writing
wash my soul with the ink of your pen
i'm like a rush of blood to the head
don't fight against me, i am the reality
i transcends the content of reality
thank you
love
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