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Get well, let go, be good; On and on... Let go, animus, get free; On the go... Come out, Calm down, call out; Let again... But at the spire! Get the visor down. Dime a dozen population Cooks the verse in agony. Surfing the heal  Browsing peace.  Shouting the hell Thrashing you hard Barking at the wrong tree and Hiding order within disguise. Living for the trivial hopes, As better days are yet to come Let go with the fret so bad. *1 animus - ill-feeling  * 2  spire - top or peak  * 3   visor - movable part   of a helmet that can be pulled down  * 4  thrashing - an act of physically beating someone  * 5  fret - constant anxiousness or worry #1  Hiding order within disguise - the truth lies within everyone so does peace but we look towards an external agency for our peace. #2  Living for the tr...

Got home Intact, delightful in return with Hope of Love and Charm within. Ignorant of an unknown tale to be phrased for times to come.. I grabbed the bedding in ease to relax sat in peace and ate in gross. watching time and turning back just below my ceiling fan foreseeing the world  ahead A world that caged a pandemic from the one that peeps at pandemic through the fence so tight and worked. As I sat like a watched pot in my place like a couch potato staring Gandhi portrait in front like routine, the portrait gently took his breadth And the singer resumed with the tiny pedaling His hands ever mature waved in sense fiddling the thread. * 1  bedding - bed sheet  * 2 ease - readiness  * 3 singer - sewing machine # 1 through the fence so tight and worked - tight boundaries or a fence made with great effort # 2 As I sat like a watched pot - a watched pot will not be boiled just because its watched In brief...