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I get lifted off of views like no others
Being seen is 2b discovered
Uncovering dreams in between blank stares
I could care and sometimes I humanly do
Unbeknownst is another's rate of travel to see you
Other times I care less about what you going thru
With so many contagions, virus and memes trying to come thru
Some are quite familiar, like negatives carried over years to dilute
Anothers’ time is the kind meant to usurp innocence, changing minds
Oft times are characterized by hate, for what it do, or what had happened was..
No matter what you do or say, 'they' ain't even trying to see thru
Especially the kind who do come thru in vain attempts to destroy, or blame
Weaker than a muah, they usually hate by way of phony decoys deployed
Pushing buttons to floors they think they know about albeit, vicariously impressions
Who me, 2b, not one horizon am I advising other than peace unto and thru you ,
I stay elevated and when and if I do hate it's quite gradually, dynamically, sequentially
Preferring the steps travelled by ladder, so I can either step above or go low
Always maintaining a tight clutch on the rungs to change direction,
That a way there are no buttons to push....
