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Mind at trick

Fighting against this overwhelming power
An illusion of making my heart soar higher
I was the horse he was the rider
Where are we headed I wondered
He traveled in a pace that grows quicker
Surmounting the mountains before us to be lower

I realized the horse seemed to be flying
I submitted to his control without resisting
I was in the soil like a seedling
And his torrent of rain was so nourishing
The impact on me was so compelling
And in its obsession I started soaring

Was I the only one on earth?
Why me? I didn’t deserve the best
But I forgot that curiosity kills a cat
So I started looking for what is not lost
It was a mirage in the desert
It was only an obsession of my heart

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