my thoughts riding
music notes gingerly
threading lyrics
I could have own
maybe what am I thinking
somebody has come to it
in past; maybe even now
we are constantly sharing
our hearts and minds
there were times when
'that's what I thought'
yes, so we never alone
we are in contact all time
mystic power within our brains
deciding what this body does
I am hoping it's peaceful
finish your drinks; smile
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