Coming back to the source...
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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.
