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Thoughts

Colors, mists, lights, shadows, but there is no real existence
of life, merely a rainbow, illusionary, but comes sense from there

Thoughts came from nothing, and creating fates, lives, and words
from the non-existent world, it’s empty, filled with our emotions; God throws
it all. Purity is clearing from dust, and shiny crystal blind mirrors are sharply glittering
in life. The original cradle of ideas and thoughts. 

Thoughts. Whose? I can’t understand where it comes from. Ideas are not mine,
and I do not know my thoughts, but something running in my mind, an old software,
maybe that is the right, an old program, comes from ancient life; always loved

then drop away all the thoughts of the psychological blurring, and give way to life
thoughts. Oh no, there are no thoughts, only emotions to realize the message of love
to an illusory emotion

me on lost from dropped love, never existed, torn desire, existing life end from life
Just walk on my way, fields, and trees around me, enjoying life the life in my heart
I feel a crystal mind here in my home. This is the Mind. It’s not too far, a loved heart

I am trying to find it. It is not possible, rainbow on the light blue sky, oh my mental love
Coming a flesh from the sky, charmingly killed my cloudy life to the space for your life
and pick me and put me on your shelf, and the radio will always speak to you from there

My thoughts aren’t mine
Yours
Love
Just listen

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