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dont-lose-your-soul/05-inner-adversary.md

1 die daily dead and buried no burden carried
2 i get to the monestary in my pituitary
3 in the chamber of the heart i hear the harp of mary
4 through prayer we overcome the advesary
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6 go within we go to win we take the gold
7 like the tortoise and the hair i'mma take it slow
8 i can't fit i split to break the mold
9 the script was flipped life became the scroll
10 running lips is how we trip impractical
11 our clinching fists to get a grip and try to control
12 they diss and dismiss but i bless their insults
13 that shit is a gift who's above reproach
14 i lick the spliff and smudge the smoke
15 uplifting naturalistic reticent folk
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17 this is the mission purer for my soul
18 no distance or district i wouldn't go
19 you whisper i listen with ears of the soul
20 existence hinges upon his love flow
21 resistence to disses a major obstacle
22 the vision not division eye single optical
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24 die daily dead and buried no burden carried
25 i get to the monestary in my pituitary
26 in the chamber of the heart and hear the harp of mary
27 through prayer we overcome the advesary
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29 # aura da prophet
30 in the chamber of my heart where it starts angelic harps
31 melodies of love feel the presence of the one
32 always with the broken hearted even when love is departed
33 never left a second even when we feel mistaken awaken
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