Non
Self
Thoughts
like colorful ribbons
Lead
me away
From
the empty heart that remains still
The
lips smile, the brain knows
I
am nothing but
A
bundle of weather
Imagine
that you are your own best friend
Lay
back like that
Hands
behind your head, as if in the grass
Near
a well, clear water bubbling
You
and yourself by the well
Best
friends
Transported
on colorful ribbons of thought
Away
from the empty heart
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