Infuriated
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You see with your mind Not with your eyes, You listen to what you please Not what you hear! Your mind's capacity is filled with negative thoughts, Not cells of fortune and ambition. Your blood carries deadly toxins, Not power of will and strength. Your body shakes to the sign of religion, Your fingers tremble to the air you breathe. Your lungs pack-up to muscle air out, As your heart resumes the pump of its last inhalation. Death is closer than the wind that hits upon your naked face. Life has just passed you by, No sound! No quiver, to the insight of life. No longer time for regrets as, Life is equivalent with your deliberates, not of which are immune to you.
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