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Will I ever be able to escape the clutches of my mind
And travel the world as a happy soul
One so content with life and eternally blessed
If this happens I could surrender my love and finish my existence with him
And we could pass our joys and harvest some of our own kin
And they would know a world over-flooding with freedom and peace
And lend a little of it to persons unfortunate
This could become a reality, I do have the power to create this
I think I will
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