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The crowd advances its intuition, The heart and head will fight. The mind tries its submission On which path is right. Time does not always heal all Of the wounds we hold within Rather time tends to reveal all Of the happiness and sin.
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Aug 18, 2024
Aug 18, 2024 at 12:00 AM UTC
Confusion
The crowd advances its intuition, The heart and head will fight. The mind tries its submission On which path is right. Time does not always heal all Of the wounds we hold within Rather time tends to reveal all Of the happiness and sin.
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Aug 18, 2024
Aug 18, 2024 at 12:00 AM UTC
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