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Jan 2020
You don't pay for prophets
To breathe
You only give to those
Who breed
You don't reward good
Only whorin'
You don't care
I know where you're goin'
You sold love
I'm out
No wonder your world is ****, cuz you don't reward love, only nonsense and junk and filth

They obviously don't care or they'd make a platform for the good to be heard.

Now I don't care and I guess youre just all ******. All well :/
The Last Honest Fellowful Tzav
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The Last Honest Fellowful Tzav  38/M/9Messiah, Michihel 🍁👑😇
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