My energy was scattered
In hundreds of directions
A tug of war kept me tied
Pull of infinite distractions
But I was luckily blessed
With divine intervention
The strings of desire cut
Freed from the quicksand
I had gasped and struggled
The slimy mud throttled me
But I grabbed a helping hand
And pulled myself slowly out
In hundreds of directions
A tug of war kept me tied
Pull of infinite distractions
But I was luckily blessed
With divine intervention
The strings of desire cut
Freed from the quicksand
I had gasped and struggled
The slimy mud throttled me
But I grabbed a helping hand
And pulled myself slowly out
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