Harken back to those sleepless nights-
When reality fades and conscience bites;
When surreal thoughts begin to take hold
And distort our vision of the world manifold;
When we begin to realize the bitter truth,
In the grip of desires both foul and uncouth;
When the wind brings back the eternal pain;
When the universe threatens to lie still again!
In those moments, before we come around,
Germinate the seeds of ideas profound!
When reality fades and conscience bites;
When surreal thoughts begin to take hold
And distort our vision of the world manifold;
When we begin to realize the bitter truth,
In the grip of desires both foul and uncouth;
When the wind brings back the eternal pain;
When the universe threatens to lie still again!
In those moments, before we come around,
Germinate the seeds of ideas profound!
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