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The price
For freedom and happiness
Everything carries a price
Even the desire to rise
Seeking to be happy and free
If only it were so easy to flee
The burgeoning place we create
The mind has so much weight
It is a wonder, we’re able to carry
That collection, and be happy
Deep in its fold, we are invested
The connection’s not contested
We give it a prominent place
It watches as life turns into a race
Bringing desires to a finish line
Even if the path is a tough incline
The struggles we endure day and night
Happens within, at times out of sight
Desires dig deep, burying their roots
Amid thoughts, they spawn disputes
Every thought wants to be the one
Bringing pleasure, before it is done
If only we’re so faithful to life
As the mind, which generates strife
Our world will no longer be imaginary
A real ground, not the mind’s subsidiary
