Lost in the Mind
Compulsive thinker I am.
My mind cry out for laughter
and sunshine
moonbeams dance on the tips of my wings.
Confusing faces N Shifting places.
I'm lost and can not see
Lost N the Mind of the Midnight blue
Sailing free In the Cold dark Sea.
I'm lost and can not C.
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