Your mind is like a closet
Yor have different clothes for different season
Your mind too has different expressions
You wear them when you want them
You store new and old thoughts in the closet
Some of them bite dust sitting to be retrieved
some of them wore out, being worn
and you, the master decides to clean them or keep them
You thought you were the master of your brain,
yet your brain decides what to keep and what to forget
you are just the master of closet
and your brain is master of you
- Haha (Written Apr 4th 2005)
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