In the glow of morning light, you share your dreams so bright  
I listen close, I nod, I smile, as ideas take their flight  
You speak of stars and moonlit paths, a vision yours to claim  
And in your voice, I hear a spark, a flickering flame

Let it be your song, sing it loud, sing it strong  
In your heart, it’s where it’s born, this feeling can’t be wrong  
I'll just echo what you say, in the winds, it will sway  
But in the end, the melody’s yours, come what may

Across the table, coffee steam, your words begin to dance  
A story unfolds, piece by piece, in every glance  
You talk of change, of shifting tides, a world that's yours to mold  
I see the future in your eyes, brave and bold

Let it be your song, sing it loud, sing it strong  
In your heart, it’s where it’s born, this feeling can’t be wrong  
I'll just echo what you say, in the winds, it will sway  
But in the end, the melody’s yours, come what may

And as you speak, I plant a seed, wrapped in words you’ve spun  
A gentle push, a guiding hand, under the same sun  
It's not for me, this dream you weave, but I'll help it grow  
And watch you shine, lead the way, as you go

Let it be your song, sing it loud, sing it strong  
In your heart, it’s where it’s born, this feeling can’t be wrong  
I'll just echo what you say, in the winds, it will sway  
But in the end, the melody’s yours, come what may

So take this idea, make it fly, let it soar  
It was always yours, my friend, from shore to shore  
In every word, in every line, your spirit shows  
This song is yours alone to compose

You Thought of This?

In this world where the chase never ends,  
We stack our desires, on which our peace depends,  
He who owns little is little owned, they say,  
Barely a puppet, in life’s vast screenplay.  
Hooked on the glitter, but it's a fleeting game,  
What you possess today, tomorrow might claim.  
A reality baited with the shiniest threads,  
Dreams woven tightly in our heart’s delicate webs.

It’s tragic, it’s magic, how we dance with fate,  
Holding tight to illusions that we create.  
They say less is more, maybe that’s the key,  
To unlock the chains, and finally be free.

See, every attachment’s a shackle in disguise,  
Blind to the truth, we fall for every lie.  
The more we gather, the heavier the chain,  
A cycle of pleasure that's married to pain.  
But isn’t there beauty in the ebb and flow?  
In losing just as much as we get to know.  
For in the space where nothing resides,  
Lies the freedom that true peace provides.

It’s tragic, it’s magic, how we dance with fate,  
Holding tight to illusions that we create.  
They say less is more, maybe that’s the key,  
To unlock the chains, and finally be free.

So what’s the moral in this cosmic plot?  
Perhaps it’s finding joy in what cannot be bought.  
Not the cars, the cash, nor the diamond rings,  
But the silent moments, the simple things.  
As the world spins, we learn through time,  
That the less we cling to, the higher we climb.  
Free from the weight of gold and stone,  
He who owns little can truly own his own.

So next time the world offers its gilded cages,  
Remember the wisdom passed down through ages.  
The less you hold, the less you’re bound,  
In the rhythm of release, true freedom's found.

Insert Coin to Continue

In the shadows where the real and the phantoms clash,  
Lies a playground where the gray thoughts dash.  
Every man, a canvas, stark and vast,  
Holds a child in the echoes of the past.  

Echo, echo, whispers of the youth still linger,  
In every clenching fist, every pointing finger.  
Real men laugh with the eyes of a boy that glows,  
False ones wear a void where nothing grows.  

In the land of twisted truths, where shadows swirl,  
Real's an illusion, false flags unfurl.  
If given the choice, which mask would you wear?  
Dancing in the masquerade, truth or dare?  

Now step into the maze, where truths are lies,  
And every reflection's a disguise.  
The real man plays, his heart a clear stream,  
The false one grieves for the child in his dream.  

Real is the laughter that bubbles from the soul,  
False is the silence that swallows you whole.  
In the land where the carnival bells toll,  
Seek the child within, that's the ultimate goal.  

Can you see through the mirrors, the smoke and the screens?  
The land of contraries, the king of in-betweens.  
Choose your guise wisely, let the child within decide,  
To walk in truth, or in falsehood abide.  

In the land of twisted truths, where shadows swirl,  
Real's an illusion, false flags unfurl.  
If given the choice, which mask would you wear?  
Dancing in the masquerade, truth or dare?  

So tell me now, in this game surreal,  
Are you the shadow or are you the real?  
In every heart a hidden child plays,  
In the land of the lost, in the foggy haze.

To Drink from the Fountain of Youth

Yo, check the mirror of my mind, it’s kind of foggy,  
Claiming universal truths? Nah, that’s just groggy.  
Thoughts running wild, thinking they're the only script,  
But that's just my mind's game, way too ill-equipped.  

I spin these bars 'cause it’s time to disrupt,  
My mind's own judgments, yeah, they're kinda corrupt.  
Thinkin’ all my thoughts, they apply to the masses?  
That’s like sayin’ all fit in one size of glasses.  

It’s deceptive, believe it, we all gotta check it,  
Our minds play tricks, not always correct it.  
Gotta train it, maintain it, don't let it constrain it,  
Open up the skies, let perspectives rain in.  

Each brain unique, like snowflakes in the drift,  
What’s clear in my storm might give you the shift.  
Absolute truth? More like absolute myth,  
I learn from the many, give my mind a gift.  

So I step in the booth, spit truth, and unwind,  
Reminding myself to be open, not blind.  
‘Cause a mind untrained is a mind that’s chained,  
Believe in more than one, let the truths be unframed.

You Are, In Fact, a Special Snowflake

In whispered tones of twilight's breath,  
A secret world beneath the crest,  
Where fairy wings and human guise,  
Merge dreams beneath the moonlit skies.

Like bubbles floating worlds apart,  
Encased in magic, heart to heart,  
No barrier my spell can't chase,  
In every note, our worlds embrace.

With every chord, I weave a spell,  
A fairy's trick, a secret tell,  
No opposites, no conflicts wait,  
In songs, all truths assimilate.

Watch as the boundaries melt away,  
In harmonies where fairies play,  
A trick on self, my soul's delight,  
Singing as one through starry night.

Like bubbles floating worlds apart,  
Encased in magic, heart to heart,  
No barrier my spell can't chase,  
In every note, our worlds embrace.

So here I stand, both lost and found,  
In melodies, all borders bound,  
A universe in every tone,  
Through fairy's voice, the world is sown.

Blessed Be a Bubblehead

In the silence of the moment, that's where truth resides,  
Every disappointment, a treasure it hides.  
When the world says no, it's not a sealed fate,  
Look deeper within, that's where answers await.

A setback, a letdown, just part of the game,  
It’s not about the losses, but what you claim.  
In the depths of defeat, there's a power unique,  
A spiritual goldmine, if you dare to seek.

Learn to love the losses, embrace the unseen,  
In the cracks of failure, find where growth has been.  
Not about the falling, but the rise after the fall,  
In the echo of 'no', find the might to stand tall.

Quiet your mind, let the silence speak,  
Strength found in surrender, when you're feeling weak.  
It's not the aim to lose, but in the loss, we find,  
Incredible powers, leave expectations behind.

Transcend the results, the outcomes that bind,  
In every bitter ending, a sweet start's designed.  
So take every stumble as a step to the peak,  
In the valleys of defeat, the spirit’s mystique.

Learn to love the losses, embrace the unseen,  
In the cracks of failure, find where growth has been.  
Not about the falling, but the rise after the fall,  
In the echo of 'no', find the might to stand tall.

In every empty hand, potential's born,  
In every closed door, a new path's drawn.  
It’s in what we give up, we gain the most,  
In the winter's chill, we find the warmth to boast.

So next time you lose, remember it's a gain,  
A hidden treasure, not just pain.  
Rise above, let go, let the spirit unveil,  
In every disappointment, winds that set the sail.

Learn to Enjoy Losing

Step inside the chamber, mental gates unhinged,  
Voices in the echoes, where the genius tinged.  
Whispering the secrets, muses in a choir,  
Each note they drop's a spark, set my soul on fire.

Unlock the vault, let the muses play,  
Genius inside, don't let it fade away.  
Riddles in the rhythm, truth in every phrase,  
Dancing with my shadows, in the mind's maze.

Listen close, the melody's a maze,  
Complex like the cosmos, in the stellar haze.  
Universal possession, genius unconfined,  
Every mind a kingdom, treasures to find.

Cryptic are the calls, from deep within,  
Open up the gates, let the show begin.  
Voices like the stars, guiding from afar,  
Sing me to reality, where my powers are.

In every soul, a hidden spark awaits,  
Genius is the key, unlocking all the gates.  
Hear the muses sing, in the silence deep,  
Awake the sleeping genius, from its ancient sleep.

Where Our Powers Are

In the court of jest, I weave my spells,  
Face like a map of a darker realm,  
They laugh, they jeer, but can't compel  
The secrets that my whispers helm.  
Ugly as sin, but watch me swell,  
A master cloaked in harlequin's helm.

Invisible in the spotlight’s glare,  
A jester’s mask, a beggar's snare,  
Watch me vanish into thin air,  
Master of the Arts, none compare.

Beneath the greasepaint, lies a sage,  
My rhymes are cryptic, turn the page,  
In the margins of the world stage,  
I'm scripting futures, wise and age.  
Forget the face, feel the rage,  
A jester’s heart, a wizard’s wage.

Dance in shadows, I command the night,  
With riddles sharp as a serpent’s bite,  
No need for beauty, no need for light,  
My power hidden from plain sight.

Call forth the spirits, brew the potion,  
My ugly's deeper than the ocean.  
A curse to some, but I’m in motion,  
Crafting chaos, stirring emotion.  
While they gaze at the pretty commotion,  
I pull the strings, with no promotion.

So here’s to the ugly, the unseen stars,  
We rule from the dark, the night is ours.  
Jester’s grin while the kingdom mars,  
Master of the Arts, beneath the scars.

Ugly as Sin (I Wear Makeup)

In the tapestry where simplicity lies,  
A single thread starts to unwind.  
Dancing on the edges of minimal skies,  
Seeking the secrets that complexity hides.

Oh, the universe whispers in fractal tones,  
Spirals of beauty, the unknown shown.  
From the chaos, the cosmos gently moans,  
In every complication, a new world is grown.

Generalize the stars, simplify the sea,  
But lose the magic in the mystery.  
The grand design, the wild and free,  
Intricate visions only the mad can see.

A web of truth in every tangled lie,  
Galaxies swirl in a painter’s sigh.  
Without the intricate, there's no high,  
In the garden of chaos, let your spirit fly.

Oh, the universe whispers in fractal tones,  
Spirals of beauty, the unknown shown.  
From the chaos, the cosmos gently moans,  
In every complication, a new world is grown.

So dance in the labyrinth, lose your way,  
The beauty of life is in the stray.  
Simplicity beckons, but dare to delay,  
For in the depths of complexity, we truly play.

Dance in the Labyrinth

Step up in the circle, spotlight’s on me,  
Foundation so flawless, what you get is what you see.  
I blend, I contour, like a pro, I finesse,  
This witch right here, gotta confess.

Layer on the magic, watch me transform,  
From dusk till dawn, I break the norm.  
Eyeliner sharp, could cut through lies,  
Mascara wings, I'm set to rise.

Snap, snap, yes, it's all in the art,  
Beat face, sweet grace, I play my part.  
Sassy and classy, with a spell I cast,  
In this makeup game, honey, I'm unsurpassed.

Lips popping, no stopping, red like a rose,  
The secret's in the powder, everybody knows.  
Highlight so bright, you wish you could touch,  
This witch’s brew, it’s too much.

Watch me work, it’s a potion of hues,  
Blend it, send it, I never lose.  
Cheeks like a sunset, smooth as the night,  
In my realm of color, I do it right.

Snap, snap, yes, it's all in the art,  
Beat face, sweet grace, I play my part.  
Sassy and classy, with a spell I cast,  
In this makeup game, honey, I'm unsurpassed.

Don’t need no cauldron, got my palette instead,  
Mixing up shades, from zombie to red.  
A flick of my wrist, a pout of my lips,  
In this beauty spell, I never miss.

Snap, snap, yes, it's all in the art,  
Beat face, sweet grace, I play my part.  
Sassy and classy, with a spell I cast,  
In this makeup game, honey, I'm unsurpassed.

So step back, watch the magic flow,  
This witch got game, let the whole world know.  
In every stroke, a story to tell,  
Crafted in glamour, under my spell.

Glitter of a Masked Pig

They'll clap their hands, they'll pat your back,  
Whisper sweet nothings, keep you on track.  
But every nod and every cheer,  
Is a chain to the past, you gotta steer clear.

Rip up the map, burn down the signs,  
The truest path is the one that you find.  
Through thorns and woods, where whispers fade,  
Carve your trail where no foot's laid.

Listen close to the rebel's creed,  
Ignore the gold, plant your own seed.  
The road they praise is a well-worn lie,  
Blaze your track across the open sky.

an't you see the chains in their words?  
Freedom's song’s too wild to be heard.  
Break the bounds, let the critics howl,  
The lone wolf’s path is the one that's foul.

Rip up the map, burn down the signs,  
The truest path is the one that you find.  
Through thorns and woods, where whispers fade,  
Carve your trail where no foot's laid.

So when they praise, you just know,  
You're on their path, it's time to go.  
Turn your back, let the mystery unfold,  
In the wilderness, let your story be told.

Without the Praise of Mankind

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