The poison that lies
Within the mind
Is nothing but
A mere lie between
The obstacles in life,
Destiny drains out
The pores of the
Soul while baking
A burden on goals
As the spirit dies,
Pursuethe road to
Passion and positivity
Will plume out the
Potential that craves
To fly past enemy lines,
War with the mind can
End in the blink of
The third eye
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