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as i sit back and reflect on my life,
i realize the more complicated, the more miserable...
the anxiety of being bored, being insecure is a curse,
for it brings about always the want of something else
be it thrill, vanity or sensual pleasure...
while not really appreciating the beauty of hear and now
to feel the wind blowing in your face,
to cherish the ones around you,
to touch everyone around you...
yes simple is good, yes being present is good
the grass on this side of the fence can be always more beautiful
but has it not to be attended to?
mowed, weeded, beautiful gardens planted