Potpourri of Thoughts 6

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Everybody knows your heart is a blue house but show them the green room inside.

Nobody can live in your heart unless you live in your heart.

You are a tourist to earth.

Life now uses mind-light bulbs instead of heart-fires.

You make dreams on the can-pan or the will-grill.

They are clay but you are glue.

Growing up is leaving the city of youth.

She tried to open the door to life with the key to heaven and she found hell.

Moral compasses are attracted to hearts of gold.

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