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The pursuit is in vain the journey a fantasy to my inner sanctum I should return where resides the true me- everywhere is the clamour ' this is the true philosophy do not walk in error this will set you free' the public well is poisonous drinking therefrom leads to malady give me the pure rain-water it will keep me healthy-- alone in the deepest silence of night untainted by the voice of rude humanity with the moon and stars as company I am content and blessed in my serenity.
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 4:40 PM UTC
RETURNING TO MY ROOTS
The pursuit is in vain the journey a fantasy to my inner sanctum I should return where resides the true me- everywhere is the clamour ' this is the true philosophy do not walk in error this will set you free' the public well is poisonous drinking therefrom leads to malady give me the pure rain-water it will keep me healthy-- alone in the deepest silence of night untainted by the voice of rude humanity with the moon and stars as company I am content and blessed in my serenity.
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 4:40 PM UTC
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