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by jeffrey-robin

. What matters is what You Really want & Why You want it • • • godlessly Talking ( about god ...... him now but some character In a book ) •           • the lost reality || ? ?( oh thank god the pope is here ! )? ? The future is settled We are no longer sovereign entities But are now only objects Moved by others Where - ever they will As we only try To get laid Now & then •• • •• Still Softly Shall we touch each other And become Whole & Real ? •• Every time I ask You say NO !!!!! " I guess I sorta thought to ask again
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