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Sector Seven
A consequence, of no self-defense, of no thought control
An infinite sized hole that seemed too high to climb
So I tossed out options, advice you said you did not need
I thought you sought the likes of my kind until you fired back at me
Never mind my hell because as far as I can tell
There is none there to believe as long as it is here
Your options weighed, not just a bad day
You weighed your pros and cons
You've had time think of the repercussions
Now is not the time, you aren
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