Wonder of Shadow Thought
Do we look for friendly mirrors
Yes-men, specialists, wisdom guessing?
We do hate the images not reflecting our light
No sharp turns at crossroads
No X's
Only parallel lines
Forgetting that we all are parallel light in full spectrum
We only like the pretty colors
The ones we picked ourselves and possess
Like that routine where two people are on opposite sides of a window
And the window appears to be a mirror to one person because the other person is mimicking
Conversations seem like that sometimes.
It seems a trick for comfort enhancement.
Maybe trick is to dark a word if comfort is what we seek
Let us rest now, we are so tired
Yes-men, specialists, wisdom guessing?
We do hate the images not reflecting our light
No sharp turns at crossroads
No X's
Only parallel lines
Forgetting that we all are parallel light in full spectrum
We only like the pretty colors
The ones we picked ourselves and possess
Like that routine where two people are on opposite sides of a window
And the window appears to be a mirror to one person because the other person is mimicking
Conversations seem like that sometimes.
It seems a trick for comfort enhancement.
Maybe trick is to dark a word if comfort is what we seek
Let us rest now, we are so tired
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