Peace of mind tastes bitter
When racing thoughts are enticingly sweet.
Creativity, Industry, and Possibility
Season the feast of ideas
That makes sleep feel like an untasted meal
And moderation feel like starvation.
Peace of mind tastes bitter
When racing thoughts are enticingly sweet.
Creativity, Industry, and Possibility
Season the feast of ideas
That makes sleep feel like an untasted meal
And moderation feel like starvation.
Bringing Mae Flowers 
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