Aug 01
The worse journeys are inside my mind,
It’s inevitable,
It makes me miserable,
Destroys me and I break,
How much more can I take,
If only I could control,
Stand back and take hold,
Of the journeys in my mind. by Dorothy Maude
The worse journeys are inside my mind,
It’s inevitable,
It makes me miserable,
Destroys me and I break,
How much more can I take,
If only I could control,
Stand back and take hold,
Of the journeys in my mind. by Dorothy Maude
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