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Beingme

Oh, my sadness, so faint inside
Come back to me, come to the source
Be just the sadness

Oh, my laughter, so faint inside
Come back to me, come to the source
Be just the laughter

Your path takes you through sharp rocky ridges
Through blossoming meadows with the sweetest scent
My path winds through a desolate desert
Through beautiful apple orchards heavy with fruit

How to be ourselves?
With open heart and open mind.

M.

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