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you make everything your sword. running back to misconceptions, strength & wit play the accord. un-intimidated by wisdom, unbothered, unchanging. consistent and complacent but the patience is ranging. from steady to dying unfit but you’re trying. misfit, no denying there’s nothing to confide in. but you envision a love, unkind, unrequited. in desperate need of a simple teaspoon of new guidance, dismiss all of the bad energies you’ve invited. we’ll only survive if we fight it.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
perceptions of the innocence
you make everything your sword. running back to misconceptions, strength & wit play the accord. un-intimidated by wisdom, unbothered, unchanging. consistent and complacent but the patience is ranging. from steady to dying unfit but you’re trying. misfit, no denying there’s nothing to confide in. but you envision a love, unkind, unrequited. in desperate need of a simple teaspoon of new guidance, dismiss all of the bad energies you’ve invited. we’ll only survive if we fight it.
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Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
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