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The anxieties of life, of self-worth, of good health, Do overwork the mind, to rather grave lengths. Set in overdrive, your fears, your failures, and your stress, Yet, too blind to realise, to pause, to confess, Your extensive efforts, to please, to cater to and satisfy the rest, 'Til, you sit down, grasp and digest life's one true test: "To set aside, your worries, archive them on a shelf, To set aside the time, to make it nice, for Yourself."
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 8:07 PM UTC
Make it nice for Yourself.
The anxieties of life, of self-worth, of good health, Do overwork the mind, to rather grave lengths. Set in overdrive, your fears, your failures, and your stress, Yet, too blind to realise, to pause, to confess, Your extensive efforts, to please, to cater to and satisfy the rest, 'Til, you sit down, grasp and digest life's one true test: "To set aside, your worries, archive them on a shelf, To set aside the time, to make it nice, for Yourself."
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 8:07 PM UTC
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