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Inner soul innocence |
Never let the drive subside In which direction does it press? Convert to new may, regress Vulnerability is that sensation Comfort of old is that temptation Transformation of old to new Entails conjecture, distress and anxiety too Then wings appear and winds of might Propel the confidence and will to fight Serene times and better days Assure the right decision was made |
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