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There is no truth, there is no lie Just a mind making up Everything that goes by You can shimmer,and shine And climb high On cloud number nine Mirrors and smoke, horrors and hope Mind making up Everything that goes by If you don’t like the movie have a glass of wine It’s mind making up Everything that goes by Picaso’s paintings may make you cry Mind making up Everything that goes by When we look into a mirror There’s nobody there Still we stop We stop and we stare Sean Hunt   Windermere
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Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 5:10 AM UTC
Mind
There is no truth, there is no lie Just a mind making up Everything that goes by You can shimmer,and shine And climb high On cloud number nine Mirrors and smoke, horrors and hope Mind making up Everything that goes by If you don’t like the movie have a glass of wine It’s mind making up Everything that goes by Picaso’s paintings may make you cry Mind making up Everything that goes by When we look into a mirror There’s nobody there Still we stop We stop and we stare Sean Hunt   Windermere
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Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 5:10 AM UTC
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