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Miranda MacNeill

Miranda MacNeill

What’s good is gold

The icing on the cake

Can the gloom bloom? 

Has all men lost their sake 

Has the mad hatter sat down? 

The point is…

Yes, it can hurt to know

Yes, breathing is trust 

The show is here 

You’ll have to go on, it’s a must 

When one defines straightends 

Not caring about the razor sharpness 

On both ends

Stay present, close your mind

Count to 10

Let the blood flow

Let nothing but your heart know

Oxygen is divine 

Take considerate notice 

Lose exhaustion, not mental focus 

Has the cost of life bestowed you? 

Is the deep, invasive - scary? 

The illuminati disillusions that appear

Does spring and summer sting?

Have the nerves settled in…

What’s necessary is your willingness

Showering your people with love 

Being a person of boldness and love

Taming fire 

Letting yourself be fine 

Doing a good job in believing 

Achieving 

Fleeting not inconclusively 

While, gazing at the roaming stardust

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