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IN THE MIND OF MY MIND
the day falls like rain bubbles
and night rises like sleepy tiger
and the sunset strikes the lookers' eye
as the moon surpasses the ray of bleached night
my heart sees and hearsno, hear some
the way found in the path of my throat
it leads ti no place,but to my fate
fate of my creation,fate of ancestrals
fate full of greater animosities
my mind would thought no,but taught
the heart who so complex
and thought so affix
so simple it will thank
and the tongue will lift and say no trunk
for woodlog will roll
but will stop by hole
as frank sail with naughty boat
and scandals will ask what?
all man will have the answer'd
but no to scheme hazard
as all fade with words
and stalk on the roadside,hoard
their innocence
