People hallucinate in their precious time often, which they don't know. Ever wondered why this happens? Yes, think and you'll be surprised that it's not in our control, it isn't voluntary rather a sudden thought makes you revolve around it, the centripetal force exceeding the centrifugal force, concoct you round and round.
There's a girl sitting under the shade,
Who seems to be a mermaid
The smiling face, glittering eyes,
Surrounded by a swarm of butterflies
Her essence igniting the nature,
The vibes of dear churning as vapours
Oh god what a feeling it was,
Leaving me in a spectre of pause
I wonder those whispering winds,
Encasing the cosmos in a rind.
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