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Aug 2020
What about the soul on the bus with sad eyes? He who judges the struggling spirit dies a little inside. Don’t disregard the one who continues to fight. You won’t be able to take their life tonight. Perhaps let’s listen to each other’s thoughts and fears. Maybe we could make this worldly anguish disappear.

Do you have what it takes to contribute to this world? Will you instead sit and judge the promiscuous girl? What about the family who struggles to eat? Will you take on that worldly feat?

Before you speak your two sense remember this line. Is what you’re saying the truth or a lie?
By Anubis
Anubis
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Anubis  27/F/TN
(27/F/TN)   
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