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Nirvana
Flying through the starry realms of Nirvana,
Driving away from any sense of toxic drama.
In a makeshift land with no trace of trauma,
Strangling doubts like a venomous anaconda.

Selective amnesia to avoid the touch of karma,
A facade like owning a legendary jewels tiara.
Foggy thoughts to refresh you like a hot sauna,
Voluntary numbness felt at the depths of derma.

Stroking the ancient strings of a Greek cithara,
Soul seeking warm refuge from a mystical llama.
Dreaming about grapes while eating an old banana,
Lying in a cold bed wearing faded, tattered pajamas.

© Fanaa