It's almost a new day
My heart still runs naked
Can't even be clothed by my own warmth
I've banked on my mind's wardrobe so long that I'm almost bankrupt
Looked to the vibes but my branches are dried... To think I've been so complacent
To think I've been so committed to nothing
To think I've been loudly silent
To think...
There's actually no harambee between the heart and the mind
There's certainly no sanity in their argument
My heart still runs naked
Amidst that, with great panache, my heart throws my mind to a feat
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