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Mind Craft
good morning; sometimes these words come across empty;
yearning for fulfillment, and peace in a way seemingly imperceivable through every eye;
there's a shift indeed; one thing can't exist without the other; seemingly;
there's only "one way" through the rocky goosebumps of each "privileged" day;
"don't complain; hold on to your every breath"; your inner space gathers;
filtering; through the makings of an outer space that gives and takes air;
for the sake of evolving with or without a single "star" in tune with the sky;
"god"(or the sun) knows the heart of men; the beating heart that takes a beating....
the beating of the hearts; the meeting of the minds;
the meeting of the hearts; the beating of the minds;
in hope to craft something other than a rough draft;
rough drafts will always be there;
a completion is questionable; perhaps even illusionary;
as peering eyes may calculate "steps to heaven guides"
good morning; sometimes these words are empty;
like individual purpose seeking conditional promise....
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