Filosofic
Is it me
or are thoughts alone
Constantly sought
but never owned
Constantly bought
but never sown
Constantly brought
but never grown
And thoughts alone
should never die
To live inside
when concealing a lie
To live and hide
when we cry
To take no side
when we wonder why
Thoughts stream out
a brain displaced
A burning passion
no saving grace
A heart in love
no pulse to trace
A body on earth
no life in space
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