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The Endless Doubt

You can't get over with it

'Cause you started on a loop.

 You can't even cut it off,

Just letting it loose for now.


Do you even need a hand?

Or self just failed to guide you?

Souls are pure as hearts' desire

Then there's our mind, a skeptic.


We live with walls of questions,

We're tinted by paints of fear.

Doubt could tint us with failure

Yet tint still meant to enlighten.




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