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Dec 2020
My mind likes
To play a game
Keep me away
From my purpose and aim
It pulls me from
A focused stare
It beckons to me
From its nightmare lair
A place where it
Takes over my life
Gives me no chance
Puts me in strife
‘Till I can no longer
Find out who I am
I whirl with thoughts
Like a placid lamb
So I think I’d better
Learn to meditate
Keep my mind still
Keep my focus straight
Then I will no longer
Be a sham
I will become
The great ‘I AM’
Shamai
Written by
Shamai  Israel
(Israel)   
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