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Sep 2014
Mind is a prison.
My rantings in my head are bouncing up and down.
this is really stressing.
My Mind is a prison.

I try to meditate.
to come out of my head.
It still feels heavy, what do I do?
I just need to let go, let go, let go, let go, let go.


let go.

Heavy Heavy lift.
to be in the moment.
kirat
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kirat  delhi
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