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Mental Wealth

Mental Wealth

This is my place, This is yours
You can come back to who you really are here

The dreamer stays
To taste the rain
The nature's rust
Tans the skin

As the birds make music again
With the only conductor being the new day

Home is here. Here is always home
Do you know where you belong?
I do, I do

Watching a grey squirrel pat down his buried treasure
I saw him pretend five time before
On his dummy runs, to confuse the competition
This is where the real x marks the spot

It's what i can see
It's what i can hear
It's what i can feel

Flickering white glimpses of light
The cracks of surprise
Like timid ghosts

Rain broke the silence of thinking
The vibration is ringing like a bell
Give me this beautiful vaccine
For the sake of my mental wealth
The only wealth I want

V Topp





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