Anxiety
Few lessons to learn,
From the echoes of past.
Some music of dance,
To emancipate yourself.
A silent river,
Encircled the green grass.
A moment to contemplate yourself.
Like circles of shadows,
Amidst the chaos.
As death whispers,
Like scintillating echoes.
So simple is the life,
So silent is your pursuit.
A mighty leap of time,
And a failed attempt to excruciate yourself.
A few lessons forgotten,
A few forsaken dreams.
The adrenaline of free fall,
Like life at its extremes.
The adventure of life created,
Just a deception to liberate yourself
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