Racings, surfing's, careening, I don't even dream.
It seems to have infinite steam.
But Not Steam Hot Air.
Filled with wisdom, unaware.
made me impatient, yet I filled with love.
a duplicity that's not two faced, below and above.
calculated reason laced with folly.
Pure, joy Filled with melancholy.
Darkness of light.
©redic
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