Poetic

We often ran from beyond the sand, made pyramids as tall as the ones who call it the end, shattered laws of physiques that took us away, until we all fell further astray, a meaningful life all has believed, until we are all met with others who know how to bleed. (This poem means more than one answer but i will say just one out of the 3. This poem means that the further we get in advancement through a means of using potential that is a blind bullet shot in the dark such as science or a miss-understanding, will result in an unexpected turn of events that none can see but one).

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