Concrete, set we dwell
On material things
Engulf our thoughts with unnecessary wonders.
Splitting our mind, dividing our body
Causing a rip in the unison.
Perplexed, we turn to our brain.
The brain wants peace but we turn the other cheek.
We sulk, contemplate, commiserate.
Dead silence, we tried.
And so we wait some more
Yet now we dwell in calm.
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