Counting

Stalker (1979) .dir Andrei Tarkovsky

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You start counting
Not realizing
The world is burning

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You’re constantly raging
Feel everything’s opposing
As nobody’s understanding

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You go for rebelling
Society’s pressuring
What’s good about conforming

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You choose isolating
The crowd is maddening
They’re always buzzing

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You’re much questioning
Simultaneously denying
Your body’s confusing

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You begin desiring
But fear of loving
You think it’s deceiving

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You wait for an ending
But it’s never coming
So you keep living

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You’re still counting
Now feels like falling
But the ground is not hitting

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You’re addicted to comparing
Yourself is the reason you’re hating
Acid is the blood that’s flowing

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You try opening
Attach your heart to a string
To become an object of seeing

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You sip the taste of touching
The flavor is arousing
Makes your water rushing

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You let the soul burning
Endure the pain of losing
Lesson is the hurting

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You crave of changing
Appease through meditating
The importance of detaching

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You keep counting
A discovery of being
Learning and unlearning

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And the poem stops rhyming