Z = z2 + C

I am to minds both resvolving
Both fearful of presence evolving
One part equating to trouble the sleuth
Consumed by division the other half knew

This universe
This starry lie
What path shall affect us?
What fate begets I?

A shift and turn towards necessity
A recollection of old memories
See it go and then let it be
Try losing focus on another dream

This man
This occupant of life
What tears will he show us
Which one of us will cry?

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