We are broken, but not fragmented.
Stagnant maybe,
But we always remain open to at least connect with something more,
Something cosmic.
Our attachment to these objects of our desire puts a limitation on our satisfaction,
Jading our interactions into a game of tug-of-war with a short rope,
But the hope for something new still inspires me...
A different point of view.
Reaching for something higher without expectation,
I swear we are on the verge of a breakthrough!
I can see it on the horizon,
It's so exciting.
And I can feel it too, rising like the sun.
If we can tame our primal urges and encourage a change of direction
We can manifest it to come.
With the pride of a lion, we must stay humble
And know that perfection is only an illusion to some.
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