Meraki
Always remember Meraki
In a time that is fleeting
And will soon be gone
In the moment I am alive
And my soul at peace
Oh how often we forget about sonder
A raconteur can only say so much of the old days
Of the Lassitude that came by the hour
Some cope under the gaze of a life epiphany
And others fill their nights with mellifluous sounds of the classics
Or a tryst under the tenderness of the night sky where for once all is Pristine
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