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No words Only clouds Gently passing in the sky</p><p id="bab8">No thoughts Freedom from my own constraints Nothing but air Still</p><p id="4901">Let me rest and allow my brain to stop pulsating on the extremities of life</p><p id="d623">Oh, the waste when I just want to rest If only for a second in the quiet of my soul</p><p id="5151">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2019</p><p id="d33b">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="bd0b" class="link-block">
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Let me rest my mind without thought Just for a second No movement No words Only clouds Gently passing in the sky
No thoughts Freedom from my own constraints Nothing but air Still
Let me rest and allow my brain to stop pulsating on the extremities of life
Oh, the waste when I just want to rest If only for a second in the quiet of my soul
© Jonathan Greene 2019
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