The horizon beckons me
and I try to glance away
But i want to breath
In all the colours around me
and go off into the sky today.
I feel the sparks
Flowing through my viens
the feeling of the caged bird
wanting to fly so far away...
haunts every thought
In my broken head...
So scared of the choices
that i have to make..
Do i fly towards the sun
and stay lingering in nights
shallow embrace.
shallow embrace
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shallow embrace
Two monks were arguing about a flag. One said: "The flag is moving."
The other said: "The wind is moving."
The Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng happened to be passing by. He told them: "Not the wind, not the flag; mind is moving."
The other said: "The wind is moving."
The Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng happened to be passing by. He told them: "Not the wind, not the flag; mind is moving."
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