Real Feel

In the thread of profound understanding, let’s make it surreal. Forever we’ll treasure the substance of the real feel.

In a world of difference, 

where the true color never fades,

I’m searching for meaningful things, 

a truth to be made.

In the echoes of-

a natural sound,

listen to things unspeakable,

As going deeper in my mind, 

I know why I continue to try…

Give me the real feel, 

something I can hold on to,

A hint, a clue, 

a story untold.

In the moments of silence, 

let the truth reveal,

I’m the one who shares-

the real feel constantly.

Underneath the surface, 

where the shadows reside,

I long for the true insight, 

the warmth of the tide.

Let’s break down the walls, 

let the feelings run free,

In a world of connection, 

I just want to convey my authenticity.

Through the highs and the lows, 

the joy and the pain,

Every tear that I shed, 

every drop of rain.

It’s in the raw moments, 

where our souls intertwine,

In the dance of existence, 

your heart next to mine.

So let’s paint the sky with colors, so enriched,

With every light beam.

We’ll grasp the truth of all fundamentals.

In the thread of profound understanding, 

let’s make it surreal.

Forever we’ll treasure-

the substances of the real feel.

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