| Point of You |
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| My mind, it is an ocean blue. |
| From these waters, thoughts from me to you. |
| Observer serves a higher point of view. |
| Now we see that you are me, and I am you. |
| My thoughts are blooming roses, blue. |
| Water through my soil, through my roots. |
| Searching for higher, higher point of view. |
| From these waters to the sky and through the moon. |
