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Your mind — Full of itself Your heart — Lying With all ambition but a distraction Don't try of you will lose yourself On such small things Relying
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Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
Inevitable (loop)
Your mind — Full of itself Your heart — Lying With all ambition but a distraction Don't try of you will lose yourself On such small things Relying
This blasted verse. This ****** thought. Has been in my head for weeks on end. Because one of my problems is that I value my own thought and forethought too much. Eventually traveling the same paths over and over again just to see if I can be, at peace there. When God alone is the purveyor of peace of mind. Not me. He. End. Hopefully.
colmistoirm
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Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 7:40 PM UTC
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