Maybe I'm the Chosen One

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Seems a light was needed in the cafe of the mind,
It's certainly about time,
So the doctor said to the moon,
Maybe if the silence doesn't kill her,
The deafness will,
Don't worry she would be thrilled,

The wine we poured in the glasses chilled bubbled a froth of discontent,
A pardon, prose a thorny rose,
The chalice of the damned to present,
First to you children of us all,
Let your walls fall down in a strength that is there,
Just like the air, it's all around,
Listen to the quiet serenity,
A peace, a calm not a midnight storm....
It's all around you...
Inside your heart,
Your most precious and wonderful part.
#StayStrong&NeverDoubtYourself

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