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First Mind, Second Mind, My Third Mind

One morning by my window
my first mind was made aware,

while the dew clung fast to the outside glass
I saw there wasn't anybody, there.

I squinted at the morning's brightness
straining my focus for so I could see,

but my view held empty promises
and none of them were meant to be.

About that time my second mind
began to rear it's crazy head,

to my dismay it wanted to, "play"
I considered going back to bed!

Then from my heart my third mind
offered me another choice,

it was one born out of reason
and I was urged to hear this voice.

So, out I went into the view
that only held my gaze before,

and found a day filled with promises
once I stepped beyond my own, front door.

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Structured: Western
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