It just cannot be manufactured.
Yes, you need to be open to it,
But it's random, for sure.
It's really unbelievable,
These distractions all around.
There's no such thing as no silence anymore,
Nothing exists without a sound.
But, anyway, sometimes everything comes together,
Sometimes it starts but the momentum fails.
The magic's strongest in its acknowledgement,
Not in whether the magic nails,
What you think is alright,
For something magical.
I guess what I'm trying to say among the noise,
Is that life's magical, s'all.
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