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The Bucket Of Thoughts
The Bucket Of Thoughts
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Through the woods of thoughts, I walk barefooted,
The canvas of hope jumbled with illusions,
I peep through the fears in search of courage,
The more I walk, the greater I am lost.
Honesty erupts from gross dishonesty,
Like the raging fire from a dormant volcano,
The more I look into the glasses of life,
The mirage of abundance captivates my thoughts.
Thoughts of vengeance ignorant of peace,
Thoughts of untold truths bearing deep-buried mysteries,
Thoughts of the unknown galvanise the mind,
And am left to the unconscious world of enchantment.
It hallucinates me to the core,
Breaking and building me at the same time,
My thoughts are not what I control,
They are the ones who control my soul.
