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Spread life without rest from cradle to something heavenly
I fight often with forces of my own mental creation
So daily I practice social isolation
Get away from the action
Sharpen my reactions with personal meditation
These footholds build traction for the next generation
Build from family gratification
Unwillingly chosen to lead Knowingly destined to bleed
I still shall not weaze or let ground touch knees
Be the root of the trees
The creator above shall be pleased for I shall plant undrownable seeds
That shall sprout uncountable leaves which forever will feed
Selflessly give what they need
I quite consistenly believe
if you could squeeze
Substanence from these words like sap from trees
It would be much more refreshing when we breath
Spread life without rest from cradle to something heavenly
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