It's hard to be simple when all around is complex,
It's hard to know when all seems is but mystery;
To love from a huge distance,
To see the inside while staying outside,
To pierce a balloon if that is all that is needed
To find blue sky inside
And fly, fly as far as our wings will let us
And dream how all is so much simpler
Than what it seemed to be from outside.
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