The seriousness of ignorance merely bags a conformity
Madness happens for the man without the river of words to cross through the bushes
Your enemies goad will be your upliftment if you trust in God
Only an imbecile would ask probity from his God
Desperate to Play house kills for money and find house prison, life freedom, money useless.
Without love nothing is ever in order
See things and resee learn what I discounted in a life of nightmare
Suffering transmute to wickedness due to lack of release since sex doesn't excrete then sutras..
That which they want to dislodge is in a cage, read to where your proclivity is considered art
Love made me a god
Long walk grate animal through sweat Every floating carpet is a stage
The world want to see your nakedness badly
and will do anything for it
The caste is set we only morph our wax into what fills or fills completely, your enemy is the heat.
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