Thursday, July 25, 2013

The Random Note of Nothing

The world is flowing in circles
  My mind in flows of colours
    My heart beats to the rhythm of flowers
      All of it have threads to the untied world of thoughts
        So why are things still so random

Random at its moments of insanity
  Nothing that happens really makes any sense
    We still manage to stay happy in the midst of it all

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