My soul blooms

As I sit quiet in my room

Meditating, chanting, praying

 Reacting to all my thoughts

All my memories fading, I’ve been so patient

My soul feels elevated

I guess I got tired of feeling degraded

So many negative vibes, people dressed up as Satan

I’ve been waiting

My thoughts were always racing

The bad energy for good energy I’m immediately trading

I’ve been training

It was hard work, but I’ve learned to keep my thoughts straightened

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