The World is in a Whirl
The world is in a whirl
whizzing its way along
Topsy-turvy, turvy-topsy
straight lines all curvy
What is asked from us
but to exit that bus
to escape the crush
to avoid the rush
To slow down and find
truth amidst the hush
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