The thoughts I choose, they shape my day, They light the path, or lead astray. A garden tended, with loving care, Planting courage, casting out despair. With every breath, I clear the air, And fill my mind, with what is fair. A fertile ground, for dreams to sprout, My mindset strong, leaves no room for doubt.
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Mindset
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The thoughts I choose, they shape my day, — They light the path, or lead astray.
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