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How hard could life be alike too many seeds all darkened and were shall you say you start, Then holding your light while having it only under the bibles time to celebrate and then we call ourselves the open book the closed need The dog that screams and plays with a ball like trying to realize it wants to bite. So you said you want to find the light while millions in a night oh, how dark it became you just have to take your care, don t mind of rests. And you still want something right? you want to find that light? like a panda sais my eye one is dark the other is light you chose either you can still keep the light right now it s darkness outside. Because of you believed and you still do. We all pass thru. And we cannot realize how nice it is with light! though we got crise though we got crise and you want to live life. though we don t need you since it is time for our grey time, a bit darker than yours we got to block you we cannot adore you. we got to disgrace you, we need to be rudes our lifes is only the fools.
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Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
Oh thy little, plentia fool.
How hard could life be alike too many seeds all darkened and were shall you say you start, Then holding your light while having it only under the bibles time to celebrate and then we call ourselves the open book the closed need The dog that screams and plays with a ball like trying to realize it wants to bite. So you said you want to find the light while millions in a night oh, how dark it became you just have to take your care, don t mind of rests. And you still want something right? you want to find that light? like a panda sais my eye one is dark the other is light you chose either you can still keep the light right now it s darkness outside. Because of you believed and you still do. We all pass thru. And we cannot realize how nice it is with light! though we got crise though we got crise and you want to live life. though we don t need you since it is time for our grey time, a bit darker than yours we got to block you we cannot adore you. we got to disgrace you, we need to be rudes our lifes is only the fools.
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Mar 28, 2017
Mar 28, 2017 at 3:37 PM UTC
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