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The Key is Nature

3/20/2015

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A flick of the wrist, he's a natural.
The tree it grows and twists, it is natural.
Lightning strikes in the most natural way.
Ease and simplicity, flows through the day.
The path of least resistance always finds a way
No matter how hard you resists, things are a certain way
That doesn't mean they're awful, nay
It means they are, and that is okay

If you accept this, so starts the adventure
There is no need in always being clever.
Take a stroll, if your mind feels off
It is in these walks that our brains take off

Not off like a rocket-ship,
No, rather a vacation
Our minds are like factories
Producing notation.

They need rest, for their job is destressed,
With frequent paranoia, and bountiful interests.
Shut aside the lies, for but a moment

The world is more than wanting to own it.
Emanuel Caparelli
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