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I sold my soul / to the daily grind |
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The Great American Delusion, plague of truth: apparent, finally, after seven years, thank God. I sold my soul to the daily grind in exchange for false purpose, for a path, for an empty future. Tears and days and ulcers later, I admit defeat, submit to heart, and travel by the light of my soul, reclaimed. |
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