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Snail Vs. Salt
So I bid farewell on this infernal roller coaster
We call life.
Where no rules apply,
except those in which we govern ourselves
and hold so dearly to our souls.
Sit back and breathe the beauty before it withers away
Before it's ripped from our lungs
For nothing more than the mere lack of appreciation
We surround ourselves in.
Smell all the pretty colours for they are plentiful
for those blessed enough to take a look
And feel the vibrations and gentle clicks of insanity
for this may be our only chance to survive.
And always remember
Live life to the fullest.
We call life.
Where no rules apply,
except those in which we govern ourselves
and hold so dearly to our souls.
Sit back and breathe the beauty before it withers away
Before it's ripped from our lungs
For nothing more than the mere lack of appreciation
We surround ourselves in.
Smell all the pretty colours for they are plentiful
for those blessed enough to take a look
And feel the vibrations and gentle clicks of insanity
for this may be our only chance to survive.
And always remember
Live life to the fullest.
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