Here we are, within the rivers dance of life, smoothly flowing by. Transparent as ever before, water is water. A soft breeze moves gras gently, the moon does never tremble. Wash the mirage out of your eyes, there is no world. No man ever fought. No woman ever gave birth to a child, no gras ever moved gently and no moon ever hung above. Get me the rainbow, find "me", the blue in the sky, and that crazy thing called "I" <--------------- am a cooked zendrop within a neverending exploring pancake.
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