Heartburn

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Retake the orb of happiness
Lend it to the needy
Let your soul tire
Let your will grow stronger


From the outskirts of the planes, you spectate
Let the others ruin your journey
Collect the sorrowful memories as a reward
'cuz you know, you reap what you sow


Make a wish to self
You are no less divine, thrive to outright the ambitions
It is safe to hide with your demons, they're your inmates
Let go of the feelings

by telltales47 

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