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one to dictate and conquer, while others divide, to deliver a letter on the other side, all to pillage for its own victory, consistency to met its satisfactions, to mesmerize its sanctioned rule, the constant space time , to reach to the hill, and grab the flag for all , to meet resistance and its end of the road, hail to the axe. with the sword held higher, ride your horses and blow the trumpet our triumph shall prevail no more pawns to sacrifice. to an epic battle that take place, the high sand of red ash, what would simply say and the comprehensions, that take wild perception, spare all those consciousness, and all those who dethrone you, slay them never forget the roots of your origin, with all its glorious and its meaning . nothing belong to this wretched world, eliminate anything that blocks your path, with difference calculated, fly all well with the wings of icarus on your back, to follow the chariot , and see it end, the end of all ends , and its much clearer when you see the truth.
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 1:00 AM UTC
kings and pawns
one to dictate and conquer, while others divide, to deliver a letter on the other side, all to pillage for its own victory, consistency to met its satisfactions, to mesmerize its sanctioned rule, the constant space time , to reach to the hill, and grab the flag for all , to meet resistance and its end of the road, hail to the axe. with the sword held higher, ride your horses and blow the trumpet our triumph shall prevail no more pawns to sacrifice. to an epic battle that take place, the high sand of red ash, what would simply say and the comprehensions, that take wild perception, spare all those consciousness, and all those who dethrone you, slay them never forget the roots of your origin, with all its glorious and its meaning . nothing belong to this wretched world, eliminate anything that blocks your path, with difference calculated, fly all well with the wings of icarus on your back, to follow the chariot , and see it end, the end of all ends , and its much clearer when you see the truth.
ron-richards
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Mar 11, 2017
Mar 11, 2017 at 1:00 AM UTC
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