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Divine mind
A broken beer glass bottle, resembles my heart.
A end of great thunder, drinking from finish to start.
The storm of worry clouds my mind, not often but from time to time.
How the wind blows, yes that cradled design.
Happiness my mirror, that jokeless mime.
Where I'm heading though, I'm sure I'll be fine! yes I'll be fine...
Smile at the sky, smile at the sky... because great things are surely divine....
#love thy self.
A end of great thunder, drinking from finish to start.
The storm of worry clouds my mind, not often but from time to time.
How the wind blows, yes that cradled design.
Happiness my mirror, that jokeless mime.
Where I'm heading though, I'm sure I'll be fine! yes I'll be fine...
Smile at the sky, smile at the sky... because great things are surely divine....
#love thy self.
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