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crops on the badlands I do not yield hot, pressed fingers no diminishing resolve and yet curiosity prevails the mist in the morning the sigh at dusk it wins out against all thought nam myoho renge kyo
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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crops on the badlands I do not yield hot, pressed fingers no diminishing resolve and yet curiosity prevails the mist in the morning the sigh at dusk it wins out against all thought nam myoho renge kyo
*Nam Myoho Renge Kyo is the lotus chant My way of saying I can accept what is coming.
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Jul 29, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
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