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Gods of My Mind

Fear rests deep in the shadows

His sight is short, but his arm long

He lurks, [unfinished line]

 . . . .

My eyes now turn to Reason

Standing above all, he is king

Cold as ice, strong as stone

Just, firm, and unforgiving

Next to Reason stands his wife,

The fairest of maidens is Happiness

Clad all in white, her thin gown glimmers

She stands, arms outstretched, singing

Her long, blonde hair is soft and flowing

When she speaks, her words are soothing

Floating softly through the air like music

She is triumphant and kind

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