People keep swaying
Like a swinging pendulum
To their interest
They change every now and then
They are never satisfied
Like the butterflies
They are constantly flitting
Searching for the ways
Wanting and getting the best
From life as long as they live
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An insightful piece dear poetess... admired this meaningful work. Top score.