I sometimes wish, to ease complexity,
That things would never change in front of me
So seldom would I find perplexity
In nature's blend of pure variety
I often wonder, just singularly,
How rivers without salt become the sea
Or how it ever truly came to be
That I, among this routine, can be free
I hadn't thought, through ignorance or glee,
The world would keep on changing rapidly
Despite its age and weakening degree
But proof itself is our reality
Amazed that, after all this time, I see
The simplest of seeds grow frantically
And while this beauty outgrows misery
I'm left with no cause but to disagree
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Very thought provoking...
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Nah, I don't like the ending. Too optimistic for me - it could also be that it differs with the rest of the rhymes.
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