I think my life is about to change.
The light seems different.
I feel a change coming, and I am bearing with it.
A mind is a free place, you are in control of it.
It is the only thing in your control.
Let it roam free, and vast. Let it carry all your thoughts high.
Float with it, make it yours to change.
If the wind turns, do you go with it?
Does time control you?
My mind.
It is a tool of creation, an I wish to make the best of it.
No.
I will make the best of it.
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Oh, jøss. Dypt svar dude. =p
Veit. Men slike ting som følelseuttrykk kan noen ganger kommunisere mye mer og bedre enn ord! Selvfølgelig, det kan også brukes som unnskyldning til hvorfor man ikke sier noen høyst fornuftig og/eller dypt.
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