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Surprises

Tell me something i don't know
Something that will sweep me off my feet and remind me of faith
Something that will kill my little dream and make it believe
Something the has much to offer and little to take away
Something strong enough to remind me of a dreaded past
Probably that, that will awake me and make my dreams invisible
Leave me singing hallelujah
To a total stranger.

We are emotionally unstable, prudent to impunity
Weak to a lot, reverse in our own psychos
Great with a little, we blame our imagination
Big with a greater promise
Prone to very little
We dream of bigger experiences
Not ready to build wider appearances.

Locked down
We would imagine little with eyes open
Very shallow in appearance
We build walls to block fear
Forgettig we are transparent with emphasis
But with painted pictures
We are vulnerable to the paint we splash
And thus prefer playing squash
In our own messes.

When visited, we express dismay
Considered irrelevant
We are willing to focus our energies on shadow crayons
What will be the use then
If all our affairs are all we know
If shock sends us straight to the burial grounds
With grief of regrets
What will the best medicine be?
SURPRISE ME THEN.

Location: Canteen,

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