I've taken control,low and behold
5days a week I was losing my soul
2 many ways to look at 3 ends to meet,
constantly drowning in mental defeat,
looked further ahead the history said
to watch what completes you and never defeat you
Made it so hard, mentally starved
fear constantly encourages traditions at large
the land we once knew, politically through
our ways may have changed but the illusion is proved
constantly challenged by un-tamed balance
this is the way to understand time, harmony completes
my mental trine
Take a deep breath, you might try 3
take a look at your mental capacity
Balance is the way, conflict is the illusion
Now make a better day with life no intrusion
50 minutes a day can decay the relevance
Sink into it tree posture

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