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Reasoning with reason
Battling with logic
I float on the waves of euphoria
The pestilential little animals
Exhaust my paltry store of felicity
I grovel in the dust of million years
As my comfortably numb mind
Asks the sky, the golden question-
Why?
Two eluding hands transport me –
The untamed child of the mother earth
To a faraway forbidden land
But even here I can sense your smell
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