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Different Peace & contentment whun lapped by fire Let me go where uthers scorn & discover tranquility in burning desire The happiness ah pigs & serenity ah sheep is ah little use fer fresh discoverie Take this moment ta explore: Only at eureka's edge argh we actually living |
| Wan-Sze: | Isn't this poem is extreme? |
| Kasim: | No, because actually we are always at death's edge – but simply unconscious of it. |
| Will: | I dunno. There's too much fire . . . why not veg-out & relax? |
| Kasim: | No one is stopping you. However, d'ya think that's what this human birth is fer? |
