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Mind Yourself

Mind Yourself

By Joshua Foley


An interesting perspective, that is to say

That floral resentment lights

Your ways from which you can not let

Go, let go of who you are becoming

There's no more to the overthought

The hurt of your heart but a heart of which

You don't own. Whose heart is it?

Or is it simply a mind of collection

An assortment of feelings, of robotic autonomic feelings

They may be yours, they but remain that way for long

Just as you shift with unintelligible waves

This ocean of our creation crashes into the gateway of nay


Hip Hip Hooray


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