Sweet love
Mellow mood
Serenity of thought and soul
Tender mercies from above
Thoughts secure in the history of the future
Though yet, but alive in the seed of the present
In the same, the future is shaped
Sound mind: calmness in distress
Bitcoin in the loin
Space car birthed from a desired future
You must be a clown to ignore the crown
Regret not your missed vanities; grace abounds in all!
12 May 2021
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