Either tolerate the affects of noninvolvement,
Or praise yourself for deeds that failed!
Whatever has been done,
Reflects a belief that has been achieved.
A perception conceived and done!
Any tears shed...
Should be those of joy!
If you aren't feeling that way at all,
How can fault be expressed?
When impressions given and accepted...
Were of your own creation.
And Included in exclusiveness,
A degenerating degradation!
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