A Mysterious Mind
A cluster of thoughts
twirling in the mists
whirling in the wind
the grace of a mind
can't be missed.
A fight within
thoughts of good go dark
without remorse
rise upon insanity
come back to the world
with intelligence,
that is a mind of elegance.
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