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Mar 2016
I wish for my mind to be a Temple,
Though my body is the world,
and the world cannot be one Temple.

Confused,
Corrupt,
Discordant-
All of those from which I need to be freed.

The sound of the music frees my mind,
But it seems that my body and my soul cannot be
freed at the same time.
Yasmin Arnavout
Written by
Yasmin Arnavout  London
(London)   
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   GaryFairy
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