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windmills turn as designed in ways proscribed moving water as they do here or there can't complain there is no point cycles set in place but why do we act like we're so trapped live pointless lives condemn ourselves as if it's fate when choice invites with every step though blind we be at end of day when all is said and done we had more we could influence if thinking was employed instead of fears and pointless strife and blaming everything let's harness capability remove the screen and truly see we take a path we choose to walk to find ourselves right here
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC
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windmills turn as designed in ways proscribed moving water as they do here or there can't complain there is no point cycles set in place but why do we act like we're so trapped live pointless lives condemn ourselves as if it's fate when choice invites with every step though blind we be at end of day when all is said and done we had more we could influence if thinking was employed instead of fears and pointless strife and blaming everything let's harness capability remove the screen and truly see we take a path we choose to walk to find ourselves right here
after cloudy days we find our way and power in self-responsibility
eleanor-prince
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Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC
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