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What Is Listening To Our Silent Cries In The Hypothetical Wilderness Of Self Control?.
The Wear & Tear Of Worry Shreds The Magnificent Disappearing Painting’s In The Sky?.
What Kind Of Unfathomable Peace Crosses The Threshold Of Logical Understanding?.
Make The Bitter Choice To Casually Smile On The Stage Of Frightened Demands Of Hope?.
Give Internal Shapes Of Life Pondering & Wandering From Acutely Reasonable Mistakes?.
Where Is Doubt?. Where Is Fear?.
Can One Create A Web To Catch The Invisible Enemies?.
Like A Gracious Spider, Inventing Trapdoors With Nature & Instincts As Tranquil Tools?.
I Am Confusing Myself. . .
Where Is The Art Of Psychological Canvas?. As The Horizon Swims With Saturn. Beyond Sighting’s.
~P.s. Hope, Trust, True Love, Honesty, Joy, And Endlessly Eternal Peace!.~