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We are supposed to let everything go
to achieve the ultimate enlightenment
Is that itself a hang of some attachment for nothing
Even immersing into the nature
an exercise of life long purifying
Life itself
a standing tree
seemingly stale but vivid
a running river
energetic yet not to flood wildly
a floating piece of cloud
only if our soul could drift like one
We have been searching since our birth
We have been question ever so often
How completely could we let things go
until we stop searching
until we stop questioning
just sitting in the moment
and let life takes us around
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