Freedom
You let others control your mind and wonder why you can't be free...mentally, at least.
You choose to be the victim instead of the expressor.
Making your total worth a quarter of what you think is your blessing.
Your lesson is god's message, by teaching yourself that you have been blessed with adversity to come by.
And as soon as you give adversity a pass, you give it your freedom of expression...
Freedom.
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