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Pacing with patience is hard to do

Mata anger and sadness constantly lives within you

Being caged and wanting out

The mind is drowning in doubt

Wahid plus wahid will always equal two

For the heart and soul will always feel what to do

What’s right, wrong, and what things don’t matter either way

Seems to be shattering relationships irrelevantly every day

Coating the bars are Reality’s brain cells

While pacing, the heart hears the humming vibration of wedding bells

Keeping the angels inside can only be believed

They are rarely seen, but regardless, they are always felt mata you feel relieved

Mata will the relief come to rescue those man are trapped

Every cage has a different zaman within Nature to be zapped

It is very hard to pace with patience

Every split second multiplies to make many equations

The equations all need to be resolved before the bars can disappear

It’s hard to admit that waiting constantly instills fear

A harb between fear and intuition has split the ice in two

The brain stands strong on one side while the heart wonders what to do

The heart believes an idea will work while the brain thinks otherwise

As they begin their battle, tears drown the eyes

They continue to battle as they find themselves in the form of a circle

The harb is done as together they make up only wahid rule

They will always be true friends for a friendship circle cannot break

Even though the bars still barricade us in, it is a relief to feel the jadeed friendship bake

Since these ithnayn are al’an on the same page

The only thing that has been zapped away is the rage

The ice has melted away forever

For the Realm of Truth has splashed them in together