Feeling Life...
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That whiff of fresh air,
When tedium is the steady wind…
Smell of the eccentric,
When convention is the accepted fragrance;
Free falls into the abyss,
Even as mobs ceaselessly rush to the top;
Giving it all up,
Just like that…just because you no longer believe in it…
The sparkle of the doomed genius,
Even as prim bulls charge ahead;
Feeling Life, when everybody is busy living it…
That whiff of fresh air,
When tedium is the steady wind…
Smell of the eccentric,
When convention is the accepted fragrance;
Free falls into the abyss,
Even as mobs ceaselessly rush to the top;
Giving it all up,
Just like that…just because you no longer believe in it…
The sparkle of the doomed genius,
Even as prim bulls charge ahead;
Feeling Life, when everybody is busy living it…
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