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is the files of love the needs of a husband a friend and an enemy to rewire the wisdom in fates hands, costing your lies in traps of leisure, a woman grows hurt wasted water opposite of her buildings intent to hold the promises she paid with and against empty well the plummeting death before seeing the dishonest water breaks of vengance at how her mothered earth was mine and in my mind unhanded was loving myself sheltering infinite sorrow and suffering beauties well beauties joyful surrender to herself left with only empty trinkets of paperworkings held in blind ears and numb eyes that work was not left to be done only admired the irish write the frame after the french debate reason american is covered in fatigue's hints of irish palor our languishing theatre? this is your lifetime not a positive quixotic yet?
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC
the life as a buddha
is the files of love the needs of a husband a friend and an enemy to rewire the wisdom in fates hands, costing your lies in traps of leisure, a woman grows hurt wasted water opposite of her buildings intent to hold the promises she paid with and against empty well the plummeting death before seeing the dishonest water breaks of vengance at how her mothered earth was mine and in my mind unhanded was loving myself sheltering infinite sorrow and suffering beauties well beauties joyful surrender to herself left with only empty trinkets of paperworkings held in blind ears and numb eyes that work was not left to be done only admired the irish write the frame after the french debate reason american is covered in fatigue's hints of irish palor our languishing theatre? this is your lifetime not a positive quixotic yet?
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Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC
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