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A dancing field of consciousness we are all absorbed into.
A strange, lovely dimension we've been sent to.
A magnificent, bizarre planet we've been placed upon.
A truly weird and wonderful experience we get to have here.
As time passes I appreciate this existence more and more.
Not falling into nihilism as I did before.
No more do I look at life as a chore.
No longer focusing on the gore and the horrors of the world,
although it's difficult to ignore the continuous stream of negativity that seems to slither in the shadows of my psyche.
So easy to dwell in this looming pessimism.
It seems to suck you in, so here I sit, in my hand, a pen,
expressions of within.
A strange, lovely dimension we've been sent to.
A magnificent, bizarre planet we've been placed upon.
A truly weird and wonderful experience we get to have here.
As time passes I appreciate this existence more and more.
Not falling into nihilism as I did before.
No more do I look at life as a chore.
No longer focusing on the gore and the horrors of the world,
although it's difficult to ignore the continuous stream of negativity that seems to slither in the shadows of my psyche.
So easy to dwell in this looming pessimism.
It seems to suck you in, so here I sit, in my hand, a pen,
expressions of within.
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