i am the other
the monsters that plague me are the evil i conjure
arising from my own heart and soul
my spirit animates flood and famine alike
it is all my fault yet i am blameless under the sun
its light sears away my toxic flesh
i am the skeletal remains of my false former self
dwelling in the arid wasteland of my mind
fault does lie in the heavens
stars are the stuff we are made of
tarnished diamonds scattered in mud
brilliant ideas false notions evil schemes
aspirations of complex carbon molecules
constellations in a cobalt sky blueprint our fate
we have instruments to decipher its meaning
we have means to build machines
we have the will to work them
our devices will take us to where we are going
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