Aug 2021
With cut wings and squandered dreams, it would have been good to continue! It can be opened with an open-eyed eye to shout to see if it will still be possible to save Humanity from a mortal soul! In every minute of the Universe that we steal from life, we cry the vulnerability of our presence in hundreds of forms! The pain screaming into melody is preserved by a long-lasting cello or cello; a shattered rainbow of light washes our souls bare naked! Mysterious twilight reigns in petals that are pounding for each other, trembling in the gestures of shaky superstitious kisses, thundering to earth-installed Heaven!
Excited forgiveness is heard through the retina of the narrator's eyes and he asks for an assured audience! Survivable times can only be understood and learned only gradually! Our destiny is also im already inevitable; everything is built on scattered quicksand castles if we let our eternal moments of this existence be lost! You can hardly understand the essence of divisive differences! The compulsions of selfish, wild interests, the promises of self-deceiving, fierce pursuits, vile money!
The drowsiness of riches in meaningful minutes is rarely if you help! You can rarely buy a handful of happiness! Doubt and Hope, like two opposing traps, surround us in a mundane everyday life, and our flesh is bitten together by the stigmatized curse of our souls! "In the powerlessness of the insidious nights that hide our sins, vile scammers also escape with hypocrisy and fidelity!" They sip greedily sipping their glass of revenge, the iris intoxication of spoiling careers! This is how we stretch ourselves to the junk power of redeeming money! Let us not miss our common judgments with the avit desolation of their luxury-tyrannical sense of life.
With cut wings and squandered dreams, it would have been good to continue! It can be opened with an open-eyed eye to shout to see if it will still be possible to save Humanity from a mortal soul! In every minute of the Universe that we steal from life, we cry the vulnerability of our presence in hundreds of forms! The pain screaming into melody is preserved by a long-lasting cello or cello; a shattered rainbow of light washes our souls bare naked! Mysterious twilight reigns in petals that are pounding for each other, trembling in the gestures of shaky superstitious kisses, thundering to earth-installed Heaven!
Excited forgiveness is heard through the retina of the narrator's eyes and he asks for an assured audience! Survivable times can only be understood and learned only gradually! Our destiny is also im already inevitable; everything is built on scattered quicksand castles if we let our eternal moments of this existence be lost! You can hardly understand the essence of divisive differences! The compulsions of selfish, wild interests, the promises of self-deceiving, fierce pursuits, vile money!
The drowsiness of riches in meaningful minutes is rarely if you help! You can rarely buy a handful of happiness! Doubt and Hope, like two opposing traps, surround us in a mundane everyday life, and our flesh is bitten together by the stigmatized curse of our souls! "In the powerlessness of the insidious nights that hide our sins, vile scammers also escape with hypocrisy and fidelity!" They sip greedily sipping their glass of revenge, the iris intoxication of spoiling careers! This is how we stretch ourselves to the junk power of redeeming money! Let us not miss our common judgments with the avit desolation of their luxury-tyrannical sense of life.
Excited forgiveness is heard through the retina of the narrator's eyes and he asks for an assured audience! Survivable times can only be understood and learned only gradually! Our destiny is also im already inevitable; everything is built on scattered quicksand castles if we let our eternal moments of this existence be lost! You can hardly understand the essence of divisive differences! The compulsions of selfish, wild interests, the promises of self-deceiving, fierce pursuits, vile money!
The drowsiness of riches in meaningful minutes is rarely if you help! You can rarely buy a handful of happiness! Doubt and Hope, like two opposing traps, surround us in a mundane everyday life, and our flesh is bitten together by the stigmatized curse of our souls! "In the powerlessness of the insidious nights that hide our sins, vile scammers also escape with hypocrisy and fidelity!" They sip greedily sipping their glass of revenge, the iris intoxication of spoiling careers! This is how we stretch ourselves to the junk power of redeeming money! Let us not miss our common judgments with the avit desolation of their luxury-tyrannical sense of life.
With cut wings and squandered dreams, it would have been good to continue! It can be opened with an open-eyed eye to shout to see if it will still be possible to save Humanity from a mortal soul! In every minute of the Universe that we steal from life, we cry the vulnerability of our presence in hundreds of forms! The pain screaming into melody is preserved by a long-lasting cello or cello; a shattered rainbow of light washes our souls bare naked! Mysterious twilight reigns in petals that are pounding for each other, trembling in the gestures of shaky superstitious kisses, thundering to earth-installed Heaven!
Excited forgiveness is heard through the retina of the narrator's eyes and he asks for an assured audience! Survivable times can only be understood and learned only gradually! Our destiny is also im already inevitable; everything is built on scattered quicksand castles if we let our eternal moments of this existence be lost! You can hardly understand the essence of divisive differences! The compulsions of selfish, wild interests, the promises of self-deceiving, fierce pursuits, vile money!
The drowsiness of riches in meaningful minutes is rarely if you help! You can rarely buy a handful of happiness! Doubt and Hope, like two opposing traps, surround us in a mundane everyday life, and our flesh is bitten together by the stigmatized curse of our souls! "In the powerlessness of the insidious nights that hide our sins, vile scammers also escape with hypocrisy and fidelity!" They sip greedily sipping their glass of revenge, the iris intoxication of spoiling careers! This is how we stretch ourselves to the junk power of redeeming money! Let us not miss our common judgments with the avit desolation of their luxury-tyrannical sense of life.
