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Jan 2022
No fault, truth lies in our manifestation,
The enormity of sin is just a dot of expectations.
True exaltation, true exaltations, my exaltations,
Life dies and time flies, confrontation **** contemplation.
Satisfy a sinful man, injection a deep *******,
No rest, no sleep and highly frustrated by no concentration.

Act on the curl, attack on the soul, now the Devil damaged my meditation,
Finger speaks now my body leaks of red water, the body filtration.
Nobody knows the soul better than its maker, that's true creation,
Rome wasn't built in a day, type of phrases they'll say but expect a now for now reaction.

Hinder in sight, crack of concealment may slightly cause a contamination,
Like a virus that spreads, affects the head and we ask why they think of world *******.
True exaltation, men have fallen deep in abomination,
Focus on the new with passion of the old, eyes can't see past its sight not beyond realization.
Z
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Z  24/M/Enslaved abyss
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