The
circle of our lives
The
bushes of lights
The
good and bad bribes
We
all fall for it
The
baskets we carry
The
collection of good and bad habits
Choking
us sometimes in our circle
The
clean plate we forget
We
want to get there quickly
The
paradise bay waving white waves
The
silent ripples reaching out to us
The
underlying darkness we forget
The
bells of warning
The
minds don't hear it quickly
The
eyes move of our desires
The
darkness laugh at our stupidity
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