Mystery To Life
There is a mystery to life that
binds us together, as if
we think as a single
group
All ideas are personal and not
derived from the many,
but of a single
nincompoop.
We are placed on this earth not
to have a free ride, we
were given a free
will,
Expand your mind alone, let it
blossom; pray your ideas
don't add up to
nil
Yorktown Disciple
There is a mystery to life that
binds us together, as if
we think as a single
group
All ideas are personal and not
derived from the many,
but of a single
nincompoop.
We are placed on this earth not
to have a free ride, we
were given a free
will,
Expand your mind alone, let it
blossom; pray your ideas
don't add up to
nil
Yorktown Disciple
# 11969
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Ideas
are
personal
and
not
the
many
are
personal
and
not
the
many