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May 13
Oh, how I wish!
To have a switch that can never be turned on.
To cease control of myself and let the Maker take me anywhere.
Never to be anxious nor to suffer for my foolishness anymore.

Oh, how I wish!
To have a switch that can never be turned on.
It is not through the ***** of breath but freedom through enslavement.
Chained to the Greatest Good, forever enlightened.

Oh, how I wish!
Love was not as painful as this.
But it can never be as greater like this,
If I have a switch that can never be turned on.
If there was no sufferings, sacrifices, and pain, would love really be as greater than this? Would peace be as sweeter and joy be as immense as it could be?
Nath
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Nath
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