The moon pulls down,
The sun pulls up,
Seems completely torn up.
What is this life?
A struggle for fame?Or an endless maze..
A drying up well?
Or a queue to buy and sell
A fight for survival?
Or an existence in denial..
This chain of thoughts
Entangles me hard,Should I run and seek,
A key to breakfree!
Or let this material load,
Continue to get on board with me!
Kalatrove 
You, in a precise way described the dilemma of living and the desire, or I should say the urge of escapism that is a part of our human nature.
Good work!
Stay safe dearie!
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Hey Neha, thank you for reading between the lines and portraying it so beautifully! You too stay safe 🙂
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