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Thievery
The ancient wisdoms
have no merit
In this world,
the thieves inherit
No patience left for
those deserving
Besides the gift
of thoughts unnerving
The right path lies
through subconscious minds
Unfollowed by logic,
the trip made blind
Though blind from the start,
the end is seen
A bundle of thought
no friend can mean
For when you embark,
you capture the heart
something
only a thief can accomplish.
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