Conformity is a sin


There is no reconciliation to the middle,
If you wish to bathe in diviny’s riddle.
Off to the perimeters of the extremes you will find,
Naught left breathing, obliterated minds.
You must discriminate and leave conformity,
Therein are the meadows of pleasure enormity.
So walk in the fire of blue flames flashes,
Burn to a crisp; let them inhale your ashes.


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