I was never right.
I was never wrong.
I lived like this for way to long.
Now i live to question.
What is beyond existence.
What is beyond the mirror?
What lies beyond the concious?
As above so below.
The true question i bestow.
As within so without.
I believe and have no doubt.
The one question lies within.
I am the lock and the key.
I am the question.
I am the answer.
God has given this to me.
With out eyes i do now see.
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Andrew Deaton (
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