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Oh how this voice talks to me
Shredding me to pieces
It's abusing me
And I used to believe it

Sad but now I see
How this voice is abusing me
Finally I know
It's not true at all

All the things it says
It wants to possess
I will stop believing
All the messages I am receiving

It's beyond oblivious
How damaging
It's obvious
The strategy

I am a good manager
Of my internal landscape
My thoughts are nothing but clouds
But I am the Earth.
They pass by, I know why,
But I don't worry at all
I am strong, and
I'm loved to my core.

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