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I believe in ghosts. I want to. I believe in all gods; therefore None. I believe in both the survival and Demise of Mankind. I believe in the perfection within Every shard and smithereen. Existence is Excellence. Stop. Stop correcting yourself To pieces. You don't need to drop those sizes. You don't need those wrinkles Gone. You don't need that stanza to Rhyme; to reverberate; to shine Standing out like Embraces on a battlefield. Everything created is an Infant. Approve of it. Adore it. Admire it. Love your child, and Forgive it. For All it Refuses To be.
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
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I believe in ghosts. I want to. I believe in all gods; therefore None. I believe in both the survival and Demise of Mankind. I believe in the perfection within Every shard and smithereen. Existence is Excellence. Stop. Stop correcting yourself To pieces. You don't need to drop those sizes. You don't need those wrinkles Gone. You don't need that stanza to Rhyme; to reverberate; to shine Standing out like Embraces on a battlefield. Everything created is an Infant. Approve of it. Adore it. Admire it. Love your child, and Forgive it. For All it Refuses To be.
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
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