All goes well
If all goes well,
Where's the struggle,
Inhaling and exhaling,
Defying web's entangle.
If all goes well,
Then in actual its nothing,
Prediction becomes so predictive,
Everything's around leaves with nothing.
If all goes well,
Lost is the interaction with Divine,
Prayers do become mundane,
All that glitters without any shine.
If all goes well,
Physicality dominates,
Soul is kept in waiting,
It's the superficial that Life animates.
If all goes well,
Where's the well within,
Let it bake you to extreme,
Harness the diamond from coal's thin.
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