
When we don’t know why we are depressed,
depression rules our lives.
When we don’t know why we are anxious,
anxiety pushes us around.
When we don’t know what emotion is,
we lose the key to experience living.
If we don’t know what we don’t know,
we are well-programmed robots that wonder in the malls,
sophisticatedly scanning brand name,
but never smelling the essence of life.
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