A thousand times a day
I squander joy
A thousand times a day
I argue
Giving what you say
What they do
Power
To veil the radiance
I am made of
A thousand times a day
I choose again
Remembering the ocean of bliss
In which I swim
No longer willing to pay
The ransom
The lie that I am not
Already free
I choose joy
A thousand times a day.
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