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One thousand dogs laugh while the innocent and the condemned share simultaneous dance. They worship the rattle of the snake beyond the frontier of human decency, which poses the question, "is god's love above the navel or somewhere below"? Though still a saint, I am the enemy of the common public implicated during this sordid scandal. I arrive promptly at the hour of the counter clock, because same as you, I am in the midst of the struggle for love, and I am suffering.
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Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
Debaucheries’ Eternity
One thousand dogs laugh while the innocent and the condemned share simultaneous dance. They worship the rattle of the snake beyond the frontier of human decency, which poses the question, "is god's love above the navel or somewhere below"? Though still a saint, I am the enemy of the common public implicated during this sordid scandal. I arrive promptly at the hour of the counter clock, because same as you, I am in the midst of the struggle for love, and I am suffering.
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Jan 25, 2018
Jan 25, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
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