As MZ labor to repair our fraudulent front and mental dent! In HIS presence it is best to be vigilant and si-lent,
(Did we switched off our questioning mode? When we realized that M.Z. IS the end of the road! "Access denied" was the dreaded sentence, Thus between him and others was erected a fence) He never the one to postpone any task, Penetrates the REAL he hiding behind the mask! Without him, we dart around as if in a hazy mist, Waiting for him to bring us around with his REALITY fist, To face such a conundrum of the mystery of Robin in MZ isn't it so . . To keep the mystery the known become unknown, and the rose fails to show its thorn. The ever gentle hand injured upon the hidden barbs As tears softly flow filling the stream of mystery. Isn't belonging to belong in a different world arduous? When the known become unknown, and shall leave you alone in a stranger-ious world, and when the danger lies upon yourself, you may steep forward for the defense of yourself..... .... in the unknown world of the known.... Welcome a reborn Robin and the mask alike
