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motion obsession

Limpets and lemmings,

champions of inertia,

heralds of the status quo.

In their unwavering passivity,

they reveal the absurdity

of our frenetic world.

 

Limpets, unmoving,

a satire of steadfast conservatism,

clinging to tradition,

to their familiar rocks.

 

Lemmings, wandering,

a sardonic parody

of aimless ambition,

drifting through life's liminal spaces.

 

In their silent revolution,

they invite us to question,

to reflect on our own pursuits,

our own values,

in a world obsessed with motion.

 

 

 

 

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