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From a room inside your mind

Never mind the lack of room

As the room you hope to find

On the inside of your head.

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Because outside that vital place

Is without you, no longer vital

Because within yourself is grace

And outwardly your wings to spread.

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Misunderstood so lately

And often only by yourself

But to others matters greatly

Through your justness dearly held.

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You put your trust in others

And they only let you down

But you rode the lonely buffers

Without a grimace or a frown.

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And you stand before the world

Knowing your true self post-defame

And you tamed the downward spiral, swirl

Understood your self and name.

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Callum – dove of peace

Peaceful dove that hopes to give

Enough at least to teach

How understanding helps us live.

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