Inhaling fire
Exhale exhaust
The many toxic fumes
Of my life
Burning internally
Melting externally
As though I were
Covered in ice
A frozen specimen
Of an Arctic Arcadia
Allowing advancements
Of specific specifications
Identifying identifications
Classifying classifications
If only I could break the ice
They say he was the man of men
Trying to give us Utopia
We were entranced by our own entrancements
We had our own clarifications
We had our own justifications
How can we simply believe
In something that they said happened
Over two thousand years ago?
Is there any way for us to ever know
If what they say
Is really true?
Or are they just passing on the only
Story
They ever knew?
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