A poem attempting to unleash joy from the id of existence- trying find some meaning,

                                                                   A night of dream

                                         Drowned deep into the middle of coral reef

                                          of his choice, around blue water kissing the

                                         orange pink hue. The constants have varying

                                  values in different levels of id- a conch shell bellows.

                                  Somthing I kept in my bosom amid the sea

                                  Have you seen the bright star in the north?

                                 Don’t fret, I am nearby, waiting for you

                                   to open the spring of delight.

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