Zen Mode
behind the outer facade
we see the internal struggle
of each soul ceaselessly striving
hoping one day to connect
with itself in a singularity
restored as living light
there is nothing to seek per say
for we always are what we are
but why suffer pain in trance
we’re blissful when awake
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