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The eyes wander in search of knowledge
As the butterfly flutters between flowers in search of sweetest nectar
Skipping the pitcher flowers
And the spider’s ornate dew soaked webs

The tongue and the heart
Enriched by the nectar
Know no thirst, wordless
Meditate, all sated

The mind of all
Knew the taste
The nectar of life
Experiences every day
That come your way
Giving in to their pretences
Follow every word they say
Blame the heart
Knows the only way

The heart
Believes and trusts, so rust it must
Lies they give and shelf the truth
That’s their truth, and rust it must
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