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The mind can be a poisonous vine, That twists and creeps, corrupts and thrives Until You Recognise The twisting vine, is kept alive - Only If it’s scrutinised.
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Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
Poisonous vine
The mind can be a poisonous vine, That twists and creeps, corrupts and thrives Until You Recognise The twisting vine, is kept alive - Only If it’s scrutinised.
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30/F/Wirral
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
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