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Mind Trip

mind trip trying not to feel the eratic slips of my heartbeat i flip into the midst of my thoughts and forget my mind wanders intense actions made upon clips of my soul time ponders again mind trip to much for my ears to hear twice soon my eyes without sight of this strength without might theres no end rewrite type i lost my pen no pad wont begin mind trip i think the lines on the streets hold the midst of the fight and the lies from the sight of my enemies win the fight yet the war i invent mind trip

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