The mind is like a river flowing gently to the sea;
it starts way up in ‘God knows where’ and ends where e’er it be.
And all the way it sings a song, nonsensical and free,
then ends up as the waters that flow through you and me.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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