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With all the troubles around me There is a pattern that surrounds me At a point when it all weighed down I couldnt breathe, it was a mind drown. Then isnt life about the suffering? Things that bring happiness also come blustering. Fullfilments of Expectations are a fantasy We hold too much on wants that are not thought rationally. This world is a field of alchemy Its in your hands to not make your pain into a tragedy But it is in HIS hands to turn your affliction and give you purity In ways you cannot concieve, just thank for eternity.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
Life-happiness blooms from pain.
With all the troubles around me There is a pattern that surrounds me At a point when it all weighed down I couldnt breathe, it was a mind drown. Then isnt life about the suffering? Things that bring happiness also come blustering. Fullfilments of Expectations are a fantasy We hold too much on wants that are not thought rationally. This world is a field of alchemy Its in your hands to not make your pain into a tragedy But it is in HIS hands to turn your affliction and give you purity In ways you cannot concieve, just thank for eternity.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:53 AM UTC
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