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YOUR MIND
You clear your mind
Of indecision, as the birds
Fly dreamily over the supple trees
There's a benefit in it
In believing in thoughts drifting in
Reasoning like a wizard
Carefully concocting beneficial magic
There's a pall of sullen clouds
That can always make a skygazer blue
You mustn't be that pall-sensitive
Choosing the sink-hole over the daisy
You use logic to piece together
Never take your ships of boldness apart
Like a pointless wrecker
Working on hull and masts
Sprits and jibs, the cordage & anchor
You clear your mind and find your guts
The birds send you a message
You settle into for your melodious tunes
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Muhammad Salim
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