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Righting the rhymes.
Biding my time.
Freeing my mind from these chains.
Rushing's for fools.
Inept gets you schooled.
As I teeter between sanity and insane.
Riddles with fiddles.
Moving forward
Go back a little.
Writing the wrongs in my brain.
Time stays the same.
When you play in their games.
No one but self is to blame.
Confidence, tenacity
Veracity, audacity
Not using the gifts is a shame.
Learning self takes work.
Assurity at its worst.
As I learned to ignite my own flame.
~Osian~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: June 14th, 2023 16:14
- Category: Reflection
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