In the midst of tangled threads, I'm unsure which way to weave my path forward. Help me sense the weight I've grown accustomed to carrying.
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Lead me through uncertain times, with steps as gentle as the morning dawn on the Ganges.
What I want to leave behind, I cling to, and what I crave, I've lost hold of. Lead me through uncertain times, with steps as gentle as the morning dawn on the Ganges. May the gentle rustle of morning leaves quiet the doubts that plague me. Bring balance to the uneven scales, that my heart might rest in the midst of chaos. In uncertain silence, I wait...
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