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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the deep silence of my thoughts, where ideas float like leaves on a silver lake, I feel my political opinions dancing on the edge of a dream of anarchy, Not the anarchy of men with bombs and faces hidden in shadows, but that pure freedom, Where control melts like snow under the spring sun, a place without chains and commands. I wonder, in this stream of consciousness that flows like an endless river, Why man dares to be master over other men, an unnatural mission, For there is no job more unsuitable than to lead, to dictate, And not one in a million has the grace for it, and even fewer those who ardently seek power. I see how the desire for control rises like a storm over the fragile plains of the soul, And how those who crave golden thrones are often the least suited to occupy them, For true power is not measured in commands, but in the silent understanding of freedom, In that anarchy of the heart where each finds their path without treading on the steps of others. In this imagined world, where control vanishes like smoke in the clear morning, People find their place not through imposition, but through the natural communion of spirits, A symphony of souls singing together without a conductor, in cosmic harmony, Where no one is master over another, but each is master of themselves, in a dance of freedom. And perhaps one day, when the chains of control crumble under the weight of their own futility, We will see how the world transforms into a realm of limitless possibilities, Where each step is guided not by force, but by the inner desire to explore the infinite, And then, in that blessed anarchy, we will discover our true nature.
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