The Mind;

it alters with time

it makes matters better,

or worse, in it's prime.

It's peculiar to know

that we all have a mind

each different, unique

each on of a kind.

Some are poisoned,

some are defined

in its rarity,

     some are devine.


Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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