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WEAR & TEAR
To draw a line between the cause and effect upon any notion of success, comes with overshadowing mishaps and misconstrued thoughts.
It builds bias from those whose standpoint having no hesitation.
Quick in mad dash is the wear and burden of regrets grow weary upon the tension amassed in time.
Regrets of not making the right choice in the wrong lane, subjected to the lapse in time dragging the line. No gain, as numb to pain more accustomed to makeshift change.
It’s like the dimension slowly ripping at the seams, which seem to deem no likeness for strength of any kind beside the smile covering the facade hiding inner cries.
So realizing it may not be any better on the other side, unless one reside with the perimeters of the lines drawn, as true emotions hide as being protected.
Yet infected by the energies failing to project it. Therefore guiding light from the wearing soul that’s disrespected.
Thrust from the pattern of bitter plights, grade three tear like the achilles heals slow with proper light and therapy.
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