Philosophical

The internalization of output supersedes the latter
Though a man would beg the argument by lesser means logical
The corner stone of the issue lies behind a door
Address the matter only the rational may beg of understanding
Hoard the matrices glistering of brilliant determinants
Serial the resulting clicks - nothing in the face of reflection
Sweep the clouds on rain cascades in waves across the land
Looking at none of the components on their own
This is what turns in this place, came to love once
In an offering innocent
In the face of unimaginable terror and horror
To love then, the love which is you
So that we may love then to love in turn
Always

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