In the age of acquiring,
Reach Zenith in conquering,
Pursue riches in admiring,
To, let Go, is indeed losing.
Rocks, Let Go, to sculpture
Sun, Let Go, to mature
Trees, Let Go, to blossom
Oceans, Let Go, to purify
To progress, is to lose
Virtue there, though in corrupted
Remove layers is the only need
For we've more than we can.
Remove coatings, filters
Shine is inevitable
For there is nothing to gain
Indeed to only Let Go...
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Author:
Tharun_ (
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- Published: June 14th, 2025 09:51
- Category: Unclassified
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