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“OBSESSION” Even with sunny morning I’m eyeing for brightness What is this obsession? Even with snowy winter I’m looking for crystal white What is this obsession? Even with the rosy rose I’m wondering for the desert What is this obsession? Even with greeny spring I’m approaching to the jungle What is this obsession? Even with the huge sky I’m not aware of the infinity What is this obsession? Even with undivided earth I am mapping border lines What is this obsession? Even with the reconciled whole I’m pretending to synthesize it What is this obsession? Even with the surrounding godliness I’m sculpturing stony God What is this obsession? Even with the long civilization Humans are slaughtering humans What is this obsession? I can guess now, I was born with obsession She was born with obsession They were born with obsession We were born with obsession Omaha, Nebraska. |
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