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"New God", 29.04.2022

You may think this is a mindless set of words... And I think I would agree with you😅

Chaotic world

The poem describes the world today as a frenzied and chaotic symphony, with moments of beauty, but mostly wear and tear. The hustle and noise of everyday life create a percussion of sound, but amidst the strife, there are also moments of hope and love. Despite the craziness, people still dream, hope, and sing, and dance to the rhythm of everything.

Randomness of a chaotic mind

The embers are still warm Branches of dead oak speaks Rush of blood coarse down the veins So forth, proclaims, we are alive Seas whispers of grand silence Blissful moarning of a dead memory Skies paint of endless hue Grass fiddle smoothly down the air Rain drops splash the pebbles Water flows down a gentle line Trees stand firm and strengthen Roots seek deeper down The wind is not silent and dandy Yet peaceful and soothing Flying gently up the breeze Filling of air, soothing and sappy

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