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With so much to do its easy to be quixotic I am opened to the off chance of my ideals being too idealistic The paradigm shifted long ago and continues to move as i sit and wait for the beginning to end to find its rhythm and syncopate Breathe with me now that is all that can be done to inhale with the count of one exhale to two Congruence is only true relative to its obtuse angle in all I've learned from being scared is that truth unfolds all fear tangles
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
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With so much to do its easy to be quixotic I am opened to the off chance of my ideals being too idealistic The paradigm shifted long ago and continues to move as i sit and wait for the beginning to end to find its rhythm and syncopate Breathe with me now that is all that can be done to inhale with the count of one exhale to two Congruence is only true relative to its obtuse angle in all I've learned from being scared is that truth unfolds all fear tangles
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May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
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