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Out of Body, or in the Head, Find me a Man, Who is Free of Dread,

Enlightenment, Nirvana, Or Shades, of Plato's Cave, Convince me of a Prophet, Who doesn't end up, In a our shared Grave.

When all I need is a path forward, It still seems, The Road is, Unpaved.

Out of Body, or in the Head, Find me a Man, Who is Free of Dread, Enlightenment, Nirvana, Or Shades, of Plato's Cave, Convince me of a Prophet, Who doesn't end up, In a our shared Grave. When all I need is a path forward, It still seems, The Road is, Unpaved.

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The path to salvation is constantly shrouded in fog.