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VOLume 17
a marvelous mind
mariah mccarthy
A great marvel is my mind, my sweet savior of secrets.
The dream director, that weighs the heaviness of my heart.
Words may mask the will of the keeper of my convictions,
crazed carrier of burden, strength strains the path to desires.
True freedom is found from the master of my meaning.
When will-fire wakes dreams, my imagination apparatus,
may marvel at its masterpiece, a waking wave of wonder.
Superior strength sustains my magnificent mind,
an aid against anguish halts heightening fears of failure.
My world whirls only for you, my wonderful word widget.
Holder of hopes, I honor your vigor,
by pouring praises to pay homage to my heart’s true home.
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tuveya kirnon-davis
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