superficiality
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To take the long way
Away from
Home [...]
How to make peace with that purring engine,
Subtle vibrato?
We hardly laugh.
Do you remember your laugh?
I love to hear children laugh free.
We have it covered;
Our real laughts are covered,
But the laughs of the young are free.
We’re all on that rocking boat,
Rockin’ restlessly through high tides,
a conveyor belt that empties the
dreadful soul with no other way.
I can’t see farther ‘cause my vision’s too blurry.
Look away, Look away,
That I may not see
the hunger, the stricken, the pain;
I would much rather stay
In my world
Having every thing I could
ever want --
But always wanting more.
