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After some consideration Brought about more concentration, I've begun to realize one thing. Worries can be quite consuming When you cater to their dooming Serving them as if your Lord and King. Fueled by no relented passion Doling out their poison ration, They will drag you down into the sewer. Hoping you'll avoid this minion I will give you my opinion Of a path that may be found much truer. If you cannot change a thing now Where's the help that worries bring now? There's no reason for you to pursue it. If perchance a rearranging Brings about a pleasant changing, Get up off your butt and start to do it!
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