With done deeds!
Loosen up and retire,
From strategies that freeze!
Give up…
On the purpose,
To stay the ringmaster of your circus!
Enjoy and refresh!
Redress your life with finesse,
And break free and maneuver.
Turn that mess around and feel blessed!
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