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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.
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
Spells of freedom
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
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
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