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Axis (Development) Access

Again your vortex dreamer
Passes trough your mind,
Back to its intuitive home;
Carrying thoughts,
Taking less space than they hold;
With ideals that are feared
By the ego clone;
And understanding renounced
To keep you alone.
Gaze upon the mirror of your inertia
And view the point:
Access to Axis,
It’s your reflection that misses the point.
Its elitist foundation
Is built on raging sands.
Fictional insanity?
Or blatant reality?
Which face of the face do you face?

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