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When I adhere to thoughts of man

When I adhere to thoughts of man,
a complacent capture upon his hand,
I am life, I am death, his
trembling thoughts of accolades
with no reverence, no existence, no obedience,
When I adhere to thoughts of man,
I set them free, and forgive only myself the ignorance.
Written by Pishashee
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