Nothing is clear or goes straight

Maybe posing a little while before turning left.

Clouds of my confusion looking puffy and soft,

Any wind could blow them away

But watching them moving like many cars on the freeway.

Sometimes confusion linking to illusions

U want to know its source

Mind telling ‘it’s just a myth’, there is no confusion already on a real course.

Simply be in love, once worshipped is your confusion

courage will not be deceived by disillusion.


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