Spit the equations out.
Don't crunch the thing that makes you breathe
Clear the thought
Break no tangent for a path
Let what must be done be done
Feel what is meant to be felt
Take to account all that should
Become familiar with being blind
Knowing the unexpected will be unexpected
Remain unchanged at misdirection and doubt
Embrace that you don't walk to find rest.
Don't question existence,
Let existence exist and that day it may you.
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