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There’s so many people filled with superstitions
That control their lives and mental condition.
It's so sad when we become slaves to our own mind
Causing us mental unrest or depression at times.

Worrying about our life and about death
Or where we'll go when we take our last breath.
The pendulum swings hard between religion and superstition
The secret to this duality is one’s own rationalization.
So go ahead walk under a ladder or step on a crack
It won't bring you bad luck or break your mother's back.
If you believe in a God believe in it well
And those that don't have their own story to tell.
Don't worry about what others might believe or say
Believe in yourself and create your reality your way.
Stanley Victor Paskavich

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