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Gazing at a raindrop as the rain subsides.
The connector in my right eye carries a connecting force.
Disturbance, unrest. At this temperature everything seems to dissolve.
Fly away fly away. With this hologram, to a world filled with sorrow.
And then I'm being manipulated.
What is it you see in that world?
The abnormal noise in my thinking pattern...
Humanity, yes, still call this love.
In this world of love there is no one born without love.
Install a repeating history.
A faint thunder resounds from far away.
Connect, connect, with this cord to a world filled with conflict.
Infect, infect, with a parasite until it reaches into the bloodstream.
And then what do you see?
A light breaking through the sky.
This mad uncertain power.
Humanity, yes, still call this life.
Protecting that life in a world of killing eachother.
There is no one shedding tears.
Believe.
There is still a trace of hope up there in the rainy sky.
There's a trace of a heartbeat in the blooming puddle.
Wake up.
The rusted together gears start to move.
Connect.
Those living with love.
Humanity, yes I still call them humans.
Protecting that humanity in a world of killing eachother.
There is no one shedding tears.
The abnormal noise in my thinking pattern...
Humanity, yes, still calls this divinity.
Believing in such a god saving the world.
There's no one mourning in a hoarse voice.
Believe.