A detailed
mind confinement does not exist
Refined through
misery that forces me to persist
I’ve come to
grips that I’m clever and no longer have a need for tricks
Never mind the
glitch, the antenna’s been fixed
Reception is
beautiful, treating life like a cubicle
Cherish every
day until you’re at my funeral
No ruining
the moment I control my fate
Searching the
universe until I find my place
Discipline is
splendid when apprehended
Take a dose
of love and the natural high is extended
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