The Den of Eden

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Truths expanding beyond the open mind
Space exceeded by ground confined
Population remains as territory grows

Unexplored terrain is claimed
Uninhabited, but still named

The open, empty, unmarked slate
Coincidence construes chance and fate

Paving the floors of the abyss
Dividing decimals of thought
flat lining fractions underscore a blank infinity
bottom feeders surface to secure the ungrown
Fruits of fiction's dormant soil
Eden's disease is all too real

-written by me. idea inspired by this song.