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In the depths of your spine ; chakras are aligned they'll awaken at a time When you bout to lose your mind its fine I find im stuck in mazes all the time the visions in my mind often lost as i am blind ; Unrefined losing track of all my time Obtuse to the benign as a god i couldn't find.. stool ; I find that i am looking like a fool the confines of my shell which i returned had kept me cool.. But now i realize to a god a shouldn't bow Instead i built myself a pedestal and won't come down..
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
Unrefined
In the depths of your spine ; chakras are aligned they'll awaken at a time When you bout to lose your mind its fine I find im stuck in mazes all the time the visions in my mind often lost as i am blind ; Unrefined losing track of all my time Obtuse to the benign as a god i couldn't find.. stool ; I find that i am looking like a fool the confines of my shell which i returned had kept me cool.. But now i realize to a god a shouldn't bow Instead i built myself a pedestal and won't come down..
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Jan 8, 2017
Jan 8, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
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