Cosmic Clown left here a poem - Last part

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SENING A BIT, TRYING TO GRASP TO THE HILT

WHAT THE "LIGHT" MEANT BY THE WHOLE "FREE WILL",

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"EARTHY", MUDDY ROAD AND PADDY FIELD

TO SATISFY MYUNQUENCHABLE CITY SOUL

WITHOUT RESISTANCE "EXISTING"

FOR THE SAKE OF "EXISTENCE"

AS THE SMELL OF FREEDOM, THE WILL TO ESCAPE

FROM THE LOUD SIRENS TO THAT PROMISED LAND

I LOOKED AT THE FAINT "LIGHT" FOR ITS MAGICAL FROTH

THE "DARK" EMERGED SILENTLY

AND ENGULFED US BOTH.

- Magic Clown -

( Magic Clown's poem left here when he passed by )

COMING BACK IN FEW DAYS