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Stages of Body


First comes a heart,

as pure as streaming waters.

So daring and content,

with Nature´s wonders.

 

Next comes a brain.

As sensitive as it seems,

it is the enemy of all.

Every thought remembered.

Every insult...never forgotten.

 

Lastly my friends,

comes the eyes.

Like a camera,

it works wonders.

It is either hurtful or enlightening.

Implanting feelings...lies...illusions.

 

The fear of us all dear audience,

is forgetting to seek our childhood hearts,

in the midst of our brains.

We trust our eyes to believe what´s true,

and fail to notice that our true selves lie right in front of us. 

 

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