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| "City Philosophy" by LonelyPierot |
"Lost"
Philosophy stands firm in this world but contradicts
that of greater importance. “The heart.”
Thoughts pile up in this sunny atmosphere. Affection
takes a different tone. Like philosophy it has become rigid, unchanging, yet
ever-wanting.
In the tune of affect, my logic fails. Explanations
lose themselves amidst a sea of confusion.
This field before me erupts with emerald waves
filled with lovely hands to pluck my heartstrings. Still, the vibrations come
from so far away that my body surely does not feel anything at all. Only certainty claims the smiles of those trapped in the bulk of the tiny tremors.
They feel all that they wish and care not for other destinations.
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