Before me, how can one truly think, Critic or remember, What is divine or true, Is it till our minds fill blank and blue, Covered in sores and bruises too, That really the minds, Is so divided and confused, That it can no longer keep it hidden, Thoughts so light and filled with vastness, That … Continue reading The Thinking mind →
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