Day by day we question much.
From worries to those who for some reason reality is far from touch.
We make a list and reminders to get stuff done.
But never remind ourselves to smile and have some fun
...
The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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