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| Riding the Eye of My Storm |
I am the tireless juggler
juggling furiously
while riding the eye
the eye of my storm
focusing everything
to stay inside
inside the eye of my storm
feel the terror when I slip out
the panic exploding
rushing back to the center
where the most peace exists
the least consummate entropy
then strive thereafter with great intensity
to stay inside the eye of my storm
there is no escape from the shifting hub
and it moves without reason
unpredictable, illogical
forcing continuous concerted effort
to maximize peace
minimize effort
eternal vigilance from utter chaos
outside the eye of my storm.
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