M: Who are You?
N: That is a profound thought.!
M: What is the interpretation?
N: I never intended to fascinate.
M: Does it really matter?
N: Only as much the very reason that you ask.
M: You are crude & inconsiderate.
N: Your apathy is still benevolent.
M: You are blinded by self.
N: True, am not bothered at all.
M: Keep assuring yourself.
N: Sure, such a disappointment you are.
M: As much as you are a wasted obsession.
N: So far, your predicament!
M: The froth on the fumbling mouth!
N: Come away from the mirror.
M: I have gone blind.
N: So much for looking at self!
M: Who are you to Judge?
N: The verdict you seek.
M: I'll let the naivety mock you.
N: Your desire is as limp as your will.
M: I'm my destiny, get off the track.
N: My wilderness, stop trespassing it.
M: Your pride is not worth my hate.
N: Why haggle, value your fright!
M: The Ghost that was his own haunting.!
N: Charade of a ruin is self-mortification.!
M: Stop being a blunt reminder.
N: Succumb to your madness!
M: Am just an oblivion.
N: Nothing can be more sentient.
So nice!
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