Survival


I would write a whole novel when I unravel my thoughts. I flew in and traveled seeking only truth

Burry the lies, grab a shovel

Wild mind I was lost in the jungle exploring survival, built nothing but humble. We could have it all in the day but by night watch it crumble. Pick back up where it's left off don't ever let em' watch you stumble stay focused on lessons learned, voice firm
never mumble.

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