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Oct 2021
Effortless tevelusta Man is true, but full of total fears! In his rain cloud eyes, all the collected Pearls of Truth are full of pain! On a child-adult left-handed estate who coughs forever, even himself is a gentle little track! Hissing is a heat bulge if it needs to be taken seriously and you can't get anything! Name-no wills the power of the law can no longer help! You are always forced to flatten, but rarely enjoy the silence of harmony! The truths of proud ladies of messianic extent should be sworn in! Systematic fatigue is already happening in Life!
 
Friendly guardianship can be enjoyed in supreme maternal lap by the prodigal flatteners in puffed silence; the backwind can hardly be! Who could push further - this time they have been resting underground for a long time! His brain, accustomed to determined abstinence, still understands and tolerates the grievances of sins well. The cacti formula of our conditions adds up many times over! The minute people of the Celeb Jerks hidden into tomorrow will slap you soberly! The bad System soon collapses tomorrow; it's worth nothing to save you from it!
 
From thinkers pushed back into an ivory tower, columns lurking for prey are swirling! - You can hardly want to level off in the killer-phlegm tones of alparity these days! Immersed at the bottom of sensationalist-haired multitudes, they try to dive into the side of the Pythianite Papuan Genes, a silicone miracle of their Angels! "You can no longer believe in the immortal love of the Universe!" Who keeps the correctness of ancient cones for themselves until the nails are torn, they are also afraid of the possibilities of change!
 
My thoughts may still keep the suspicion abundantly awake, who who intentionally curled the strands of my hair may have wanted a camp of raging idiots for themselves! End-length I don’t have a cane run for prosperity continues: A welfare consumer society also produces its own free-selling bull-dog
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
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