Abounded in the far east with the forgotten values that were once adorned
dust piles for the inactivity influenced by the lack of inspiration
a planetary molecule on the verge of seeking impulse
dormant as the remainder of darkness, lower than pitch black
where could one escape without having no predecessor to guide in lessons
lonely roads to intake as biological offspring's wander around the desolate waste
nothing so pure could come from this; the opposite glitched into existence.