Scattering thoughts
Canโt find the right words
I sit quietly by my window and listen to the birds
Close my eyes as I say a prayer to the Lords
My cup is full of herbs
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Scattering thoughts
My words are in knots
Canโt get the messages across
My mind is full of stained spots
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Scattering thoughts
I sit in lotus
My mind in hypnosis
I sit until I find a motive
I am focused
The pain will never go unnoticed
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