Impatience

…Instinct marred by
Conditioning.
Without the questions
Time would thrive in
Existence
Never ticking
Seconds into its end.

Accolades Fade
But Inspiration thrives
On the mystery.

As if nothing
Better here
Within this surface
Than the careless intoxication of the flowing thoughts

So let it be.

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