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Oh what a strange world
Where we don't know

What we do

To create a life that is loving and true
The aching hearts versus correctness of speech
Lead me to think that it's not within reach
But then
Suddenly
Not forgetting her talents
Nature is there to reset the balance
Close eyes

Dream

Nothing

Blink

Slowly

Different view

Shapes

Colours

All in the mind
Life is not meant
To smell like roses

But
The thorns are real
Photovoltaic in the rain
Drunk from the midday sun
Now barely able to light a candle
Let alone save the world
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