humanexperience
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Dip into the creek
Water pours over me
You get cold from the glacier stream
I get warm from the volcanic spring
Water run over me
Water runs into you
You get stuck I get freed
What is Sought
Why do we keep running?
What wheel do we spin?
A race in chase of nothing
That none shall ever win.
A life filled with fraught
Do you ever tell yourself to count you sins?
To quantify your wrongs, or measure your faults?-
These inevitable faults that makes us human?
These inevitable faults that makes us
Pressured
Malleable and moldable