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You want a country to return to the past? You won't get it. What you will get is debris and mounds of earth soaked in blood and tears. You want a free country? You will get a country ensnared by primitivism and gory shades of belief the wind and rains, smell of blood and medicines. In Hospital. You want a country to speak of secularism? You will get benightedness and worrying things like high blood pressure and heart attack. Bury the wind, the smells and sounds. Bury the hiatus- fugitive truth. Break utterances, break the truth shackle the mortal spirit. Please.
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 6:41 AM UTC
Shackle The Mortal Spirit...
You want a country to return to the past? You won't get it. What you will get is debris and mounds of earth soaked in blood and tears. You want a free country? You will get a country ensnared by primitivism and gory shades of belief the wind and rains, smell of blood and medicines. In Hospital. You want a country to speak of secularism? You will get benightedness and worrying things like high blood pressure and heart attack. Bury the wind, the smells and sounds. Bury the hiatus- fugitive truth. Break utterances, break the truth shackle the mortal spirit. Please.
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 6:41 AM UTC
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