Am Tied

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Being able to think, seat and write are all from the mind
Absolutely,or maybe am not right

I shun every feeble
Making me to constrain even to the right path
Words going through my mind, Not knowing which is right

That great height bringing that sweet savour
Now is left for my mind to discover that solute leading to my Eden

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