Take a seat, it's a fine show Watch thy mind

where it fetters you in incendiary emotions,

thoughts who feeds whom, both they say

Parochial it might seem, it weaves a chimera of self

plays with the woeful past, fretful future

For it fears the present,

an impendance to its survival

You are not just your mind

Here comes the mind watcher

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