Dear Mind
In a way I'm lost
Time is flying
My hart is empty I want something
Can one always be happy
What will one be in 5 years
People talk, but I'll keep on walking
People laugh but I'll keep on crying
My mind is spinning
My wounds are revealed
I can feel a cord lashing on my back
The wind is singing
The clouds are talking
The rain washes away
Yet I keep on wondering
I'm lonely and cold
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