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Terrestrial Trance
We're coming to the end
Vibrationally spent
The cycle, in effect
The Earth's field should not neglect
Wake me up from this trance
This sleeping slumber slants
The Sun and switch, within range
A denser frequent change
Manipulation narrative
It seems quite primitive
Control is relative
The source alternative
External forces don't endorse us
Imprisoned in three-dimensional
Our denial is now on trial
And detachment's now on file
Wake me up from this trance
This sleeping slumber slants
The Sun and switch, within range
A denser frequent change
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Mason Maestro
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