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Mar 2022
What am I looking for, what do I need.
Open the spirit door, mind be freed.
What does my soul abhor,
Yet not Afraid.
So much I adore,
To dust I’ll be laid.
Let me be relaxed,
Today be at ease.
Will stress now release,
Leave mind in Peace.
I reflect and you pray, to chase ill away.
And you must not relapse,
But stand to come what may!
Ideas dark gloomy grey,
Yet I’ll Stay another day.
Readjust then adapt, I always find my way.
Written by
gerald courtoreille
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   Aishu and Larry
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