Swinging with emotions of life, straying off natural paths of desire.
Finding precise exercises of strengthening minds within fields of
exacting beauty.
Noticing alleviated pain giving way to happiness and serenity without
any interference.
Beginning every thought with a rhythm of peace, following through to
endings of joy.
Placating a mind of sorrow and grief, taking away all the stress and
tossing me onto a bed of roses.
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