why do we allow ourselves to get blinded by the haze of life? cant we just look straight into the reality that is staring directly at us?
it's here. it's now. the spur of the moment is overwhelming. it's screaming even in silence. it's behind every spoken word.
folly is engulfing us. the yearning is clouding our skies, shadowing the rationality that's left of us. should we succumb?
should we listen to the rants of our enticed hearts? or on to live with haze yet intact in our cocoon of chaotic minds and screaming hearts?
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