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Quiet Morning 29 april 2021 Reflections on the sea of responsibility, Realize the deficiencies of mood and logic. Decisions selfish and unrewarding, impromptu, Bring the prize of self defeat, pain and endless regret. Burdens of debt in the baskets of life. Unbalanced on the heads of the lost. Struggling to find the way. Conscience stirs then looks away, but all pay the price. Lonely game hide and go seek in the stilled rising sunlight. How to make call, “:You’re Out”?
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Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 8:21 AM UTC
Quiet Morning
Quiet Morning 29 april 2021 Reflections on the sea of responsibility, Realize the deficiencies of mood and logic. Decisions selfish and unrewarding, impromptu, Bring the prize of self defeat, pain and endless regret. Burdens of debt in the baskets of life. Unbalanced on the heads of the lost. Struggling to find the way. Conscience stirs then looks away, but all pay the price. Lonely game hide and go seek in the stilled rising sunlight. How to make call, “:You’re Out”?
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Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 8:21 AM UTC
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