My favourite thing in all the world’s my mind,
my mind
It helps me think about the world and time,
what time?
It contemplates and cogitates, and always over compensates
My mind races, but never comes first
Finishes and leads the herd
Bends and reflects, mirrors and sets
Recalls and questions, recovers from sessions
The best enemy a friend could have
Always working from a rough draft
That’s my mind not yours, whoever you are
You have your own, obviously
So use it positively
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