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A Beacon Blinking

The mystical world
It’s always inside of me
The touch of love and pain
I can feel it’s resonance
A conch echoing the sea

It happened to me
I know all the whys
Or did I do it to you?
I can feel it’s presence
I see it in your eyes

I’m not a radical mind
Unless it’s being a spartan
And fearless emotion
Or preferring solitude
Until, that one person

I know my limits
It’s not about fear
It’s about imagination
Anticipating outcomes
Deadlines are when I steer

What is my culture?
Paella or an orchestra
Not to eat or listen
But the confusion
It’s a kind of formula

How does it work?
Question everything
Don’t stop thinking
Nothing too heavy
A beacon blinking

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