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This poem has different emotions,

And skilfully written.

It felt that I experienced a glimpse of the writer recent experience,

Even though no details was mentioned.

The writer, having this state of mind,

Is at the edge of a cliff,

Having that fear, no, waiting to surrender.

Because there are those who have surrendered typing,

And all they have is joy and things working well.

All they have is flow, unimaginable flow.

There are times I look around, and wonder,

Why is life so simple, yet so complex.

Something as easy as this, is what some others are finding it hard to do,

—Once hard to do.

Flow, because we are in the air anyways, and the world is rotating,

So, fLoW.

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