As you became out
of control, out of touch,
out of sight, out of
your own depth at last
I learned that altering
for hinky pathways
will impede me from
knowing a higher self; a
journey toward the within.
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 3:54 PM UTC
As you became out
of control, out of touch,
out of sight, out of
your own depth at last
I learned that altering
for hinky pathways
will impede me from
knowing a higher self; a
journey toward the within.
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