Skipping down the aisle of time
Bothered not about the beat
Neatly stepping casually
Depending on my feet
Out of style with cravings
I aim to find my outlook sweet
Keeping up without a pace
Avoiding pauses as I greet
Gliding past the hurried places,
Lost within my quiet stream,
Moments stretch or gently linger,
Carried in a subtle dream.
Drifting where the rhythm loosens,
Released from rules or bounds,
Finding joy in soft abandon
Where my consciousness resounds
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