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My mind like a river is endlessly flowing
Like the stars my thoughts are to many to count
Often they are of a man not much older then me
doing movements that only I can see
The picture sometimes blurry, dark, and hard to make out
Other times they are  vibrant ,full of color, and leave me no doubt
Locked behind a door and now I have the key
And I can see that This man is me
Or at least what I can be
If this is my future I will have to wait and see
My headphones are in it is about that time,
To go off to a land deep inside my mind
Me eyes are open but to you I am blind,
when in this state my thoughts begin to unwind
I close the eyes that are mine
So that I can see something so sublime
It is a creature of my own design
Something Like Dr. Jekyll Mr. Hyde
My eyes are open it is in affect
What you see is not neglect
see the mirror to my mind can you reflect
Try not to stumble or they will reject
We are on the stage there judgment is pending
They revel the final result this is only the beginning
In the beginning the world is like a dark room with only the light under the door to hold on to
but as your dreams grow your light begins to glow
only you decide how dark your world will be

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