life becomes simple
when you start minding most of the things
that concern you
your relativity
rest.
you put to rest
just a bit
selfish-like
and on second thought
what was left in life
if not all possible slants
the dissects
up hill lanes
i calm down
back on the top of hill
ready to climb
for|if the cause
others
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