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Let go please
This is noise
You are holding to
Getting moulded too
Remember you were hit by
A typhoon, in monsoon, oh my
Oh my, you’re carrying the broken
Dream catcher like a token
Of a promise you made to yourself
Forgotten the recipe? Oh well, just melt
The mind and heart together, then clap twice
Look in the mirror, smile, yours is the choice
Colour the dream catcher in deep green
Of your eyes, in the rainbows you have seen
As a child. Voila, it is ready, a new dream
Catcher that’ll carry your old dreams
To its destination, so… let go.
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