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Sep 2019
I wish it would be easier to seek The Way, I Am
but Life has no intention of acknowledging your plan
the days you walk are numbered and the breaths you breathe are stored
in places you will never see unless you be reborn
your body’s made of ashes that will disappear in Time
your Soul is made of Fruit that hopes Forever stay Alive  
consider what you say and then consider what you do
are you the kind of human who would stand beside of you?
«И не войдет в него ничто нечистое и никто преданный мерзости и лжи, а только те, которые написаны у Агнца в книге жизни.»
Откровения 21:27
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
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