A Bullet
A bullet gets out of a pistol
Flying in the air like a shining crystal
Moving really fast without turning back
Straight ahead without changing its track
Knowing its way without confusion
Living reality but no illusion
BANG! it hits a wall
BANG! it's in the air but then it falls,
But it always does what it has to do
No matter where, no matter why
It knows that reality is just true!
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