With gentle awareness I awake

Slowly but surely, blooms have mistakes,

Crossing out the crashing tidal waves,

I push two steps forward, sometimes almost doubling back. 

Sharing words, 

Sharing lives,

Sharing complete outer-world vibes,

You bleed, I bleed; we all die, 

But a few actually have seen what life really is. 

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