Life in full bloom
Flowing with a pleasant force.
Just lay your ears against the floor,
You hear it whirring past.
Oh! How cruel can man be?
Talking of life no longer to see?
Sans emotions, sans feel
On a platter we deliver relief.
Eye of the storm I am,
Calm, cool and composed.
The world is flying around
hapless, helpless, powerless...
And I sit here on my horse
High up high I seat,
Calmly I take a bow
To the life's mysteries!
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