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    Self-control craves satisfaction–in a smiley chance,
    For, whatever deals the mind a worthy employment.
    There’s a mystic function with an unseen bodily sense,
    Where an emotion is the results mind management.

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    Self-control craves satisfaction–in a smiley chance;
    For, whatever deals the mind a worthy employment.
    There’s a mystic function with an unseen bodily sense,
    Where an emotion is the results of mind management.

    Oblivion!…is a realm faraway from the wishes of hope,
    “Cause despair will not settle unchallenged in the mind.
    If dexterity will lend control a moment of future tense,
    Then possibly, intelligence will savor the sensible kind.

    Gavel around–as perplex minds do, for all things dear,
    To resolve stealing upon a lighthearted sense of being.
    No burden on earth is debilitating–when dwelling here,
    That a smile will not minimize its perception of seeing.

    Arise and think posistive, by being a true servant of all;
    A sad condition requires–whoever!…is in better control.
    Beneath the chronic circumstances of a perplexing fall,
    Will demand a smile from the mind–of a lightening soul.

    “Choose this day…which will ye serve?”–dark or light?
    Think of the choices; it is simple as a walk in the park.
    Happiness is a disposition of hope…that smiles bright;
    Miserable frowns debase, as sadness glooms in the dark.

    Ponder a course in self-awareness, and come to control;
    Climb over, breakthrough, or simply ignore any obstacle.
    Amidst challenges of self-management…arouse a smile,
    For the happy man deals with obstacles…most practical.

    Crack a smile, and depend not upon the rule of a frown,
    For misery increases the diminishing position of a dope.
    Before a heart can persuade the mind to remain sound,
    Mental choices must deliberately crack a smile of hope.
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    Want!…is a perilous taboo frought with sacrifice;
    Because, desire may generate a compelling vice.
    Victums should resolve without any satisfaction,
    For a worldly substance clings to confrontation.

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    Want!…is a perilous taboo frought with sacrifice;
    Because, desire may generate a compelling vice.
    Victums should resolve without any satisfaction,
    For a worldly substance clings to confrontation.

    Deprivation strengthens the weakness of mind,
    To produce freedom–with prevention in a bind.
    Whatever attraction engenders a kinetic desire,
    Should prove openly–pleasure isn’t a culprit liar.

    Intensification wants a reason to justify a taboo,
    For self-gravitation will gratify control over you.
    Self-control is a lifeform with higher intelligence,
    For securing a desire validates a true free agent.

    The real world is a cold cruel vice to reckon with;
    Redemption may purify behavior–in what you did.
    Truth claims: “action speaks louder than words.”
    Defiance of taboo…creates a socially misfit nerd.

    The conscious life balances a socialized pressure,
    Weighing the consequences of a taboo pleasure.
    A measureable wrong continues–’til a final right;
    Furthermore, a right requires a purification fight.

    Remain weak, if a choice demands no strength;
    Certainly, solid growth cannot persuade a geek.
    Perchance, but when a taboo comes your way,
    Hide your shameful face…with nothing to say.

    Share a sense with me…and my vulnerable house;
    We rely on a foundation-of-man, and not a mouse.
    Free agency is a path forbidden–to obvious fools;
    For, life is a condition that rallies an agent taboo.
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