fake me

turn me fake me
mimic me and make me
i am the clay and you are the potter
i am the pencil and you are the jotter
untwist the wire of past evolution
humanity bleeds through unplanned revolution
the past is encoded, shrouded in mystery
the lies and the truth written down and called history
tomorrow the future untouched for the now
no vision projected protected somehow


so mix me and mold me
a new way enfold me
set up the dominoes give them a tap
let chaos embrace us a flag on the map

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