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A LUCID BRAIN
Trust is a smile who progresses blindfolded.
Humility owns the world with empty pockets.
Happiness never is alone,
that is why he is encountered,
even with himself.
Consciousness is a girl
who just guessed herself.
Melancholy is a grammar
of moods that others
would not know how to visit.
Joy celebrates the eternal present.
Sadness never ceases to love.
Memory is a discernment of forgetfulness.
And love a metamorphosis
born of the most beautiful equations in the world.
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